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in the church in Novosibirsk

The Aleph was about two to three centimetres in diameter, but all of cos was infinite, because I could clearly see it from every point on the universe

—Jorge Luis Borges, The Aleph

Thou knowest all—I cannot see

I trust I shall not live in vain,

I know that we shall ain,

In some divine eternity

—Oscar Wilde, “The True Knowledge”

King of My Kingdom

OH, NO, NOT ANOTHER RITUAL! Not another invocation intended to make the invisible forces ot to do with the world we live in today? Graduates leave university and can’t find a job Old people reach retire to live on Grown-ups have no ti from nine to five to support their fa up against the thing we all know as “harsh reality”

The world has never been as divided as it is noith religious wars, genocides, a lack of respect for the planet, econo instant solutions to at least sos look only bleaker as we head into the future

What a to make my way in a spiritual tradition whose roots are in the rees of the present moment?

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ALONG WITH J, who to have doubts about that, I a toward the sacred oak tree, which, for more than five hundred years, has stood there, i hu to surrender its leaves in winter and recover the

I can’t stand to write any uide in the Tradition I have dozens of diaries full of notes of our conversations, which I never bother to reread Since our firstin Amsterdam, in 1982, I have learned and unlearned how to live hundreds of ti new, I think that perhaps this will be the last step required to reach the top of the mountain, the note that justifies a whole syh a period of euphoria, which gradually dissipates Sos stay forever, but s end up disappearing down a black hole Or so it seems