"My outside is just for laughs. My inner self growing, grows wiser every day--wiser and older, surpassing the outer long ago." (This as insight.)
(St. Teresa of Avila: "Christ has no body now but yours, anywhere on the world.") Thus, this was basis for the above realization: also, my body and the jejune self which goes with it--rather than a split between body and spirit or body and soul, inner or outer in the usual physical--mental [sense]--that totality is as the rotting fruit is to the growing seed within; as the fruit rots, the seed within grows; a double motion within the single entity: the outer toward death, the inner toward life. What grows within me grows perhaps a new body as well as a new spirit, and discards both of the outer ones together. 64
(St. Teresa of Avila: "Christ has no body now but yours, anywhere on the world.") Thus, this was basis for the above realization: also, my body and the jejune self which goes with it--rather than a split between body and spirit or body and soul, inner or outer in the usual physical--mental [sense]--that totality is as the rotting fruit is to the growing seed within; as the fruit rots, the seed within grows; a double motion within the single entity: the outer toward death, the inner toward life. What grows within me grows perhaps a new body as well as a new spirit, and discards both of the outer ones together. 64
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