earth to act as agents of the Infinite, to bring into existence
that which is not yet, but which will be, through us.
Every breath we take, every heartbeat, every evolution of
every cell comes from God and is sustained by God every
second, just as every creation, invention, every bar of
music or line of verse, every thought, vision, fantasy,
every dumb-ass flop and stroke of genius comes from
that infinite intelligence that created us and the universe
in all its dimensions, out of the Void, the field of infinite
potential, primal chaos, the Muse. To acknowledge that
reality, to efface all ego, to let the work come through us
and give it back freely to its source, that, in my opinion,
is as true to reality as it gets.
THE WAR OF ART