Earth, earth, where all is simple

God reveals Himself: an imagination prey to the loss of its image.

I know you, Lord, in the measure that I do not know you. For you are He who comes.

My God, I am reduced to you. I have exiled the word.

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Try to kill Him with your spears, and you will learn that He is the order of all resistance.

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God is a questioning of God.

Severed hand,
my five-fingered cup.
I drink what you hold
and am drunk.

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You live in spite of life. You are more stubborn than death.

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To doubt means perhaps to abolish limits, to circle the dice.
Earth, earth where all is simple.
God is doubt.

— Jabés, The Book of Questions (trans. R Waldrop)

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