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    Reflective Journeys: Actias Luna
    Reflective Journeys: Actias Luna
    Reflective Journeys: Actias Luna
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    Reflective Journeys: Actias Luna

    By George Kassabgi

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    A continuation to the authors previous collections subtitled Methuselah, and Architeuthis, an exploration of philosophical concepts and reflections on life all around us. Immerse yourself in this collection of writings organized in three sections: Form, Simple, and Complex. Awaken to the unfolding world around us and tap into the potential to reinvent, to re-imagine.

    The magic is already there, waiting deep within, waiting
    to be nurtured, waiting to be nurtured, to be unraveled
    and surfaced. It is for you to allow it to unfold, with no
    presumption of what will or will not be.
    ~
    The new thing in front of me
    I look upon it, taken for granted
    As though sharing some common creed
    And onwards we go, into the world

    The North American Luna moth, a creature of metamorphosis, its journey from leaf to moonlight is a silent miracle, repeating itself over millennia. A life as brief as her unfolding transformation is astonishing. Our own unveiling journey holds similar magic, once we tune into it.

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    LanguageEnglish
    PublisheriUniverse
    Release dateOct 1, 2013
    ISBN9781491708989
    Reflective Journeys: Actias Luna
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    George Kassabgi

    George Kassabgi is a contemporary writer/philosopher inspired by the writings of Zweig, Gibran, and Rilke, the poetry of Rumi, Mary Oliver and Liselle Mueller. Born in Northern Italy, George now lives in South Florida with his wife Valerie.

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      Reflective Journeys - George Kassabgi

      Copyright © 2013 George Kassabgi.

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      ISBN: 978-1-4917-0897-2 (sc)

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      iUniverse rev. date: 09/28/2013

      Contents

      Book Description

      Author Bio

      Dedication

      Introduction

      Chapter 1 Form

      Thing

      Source

      Nature

      Carrot

      Man

      Vowels

      Sum

      Met

      Small

      Silence

      Digits

      Architeuthis

      Minuet

      Anything

      Grave

      Traps

      Sleep

      Moon

      Age

      Poet

      Ambition

      Talk

      Sayings

      Body

      Worm

      Things

      Form

      Doubt

      Rarity

      Begin

      Quadri

      Chapter 2 Simple

      Refraction

      Epoch

      Simple

      Gravity

      Incubator

      Real

      Peasant

      Pigeon

      Roadside

      Is

      Sea

      Awareness

      River

      Filter

      Childhood

      Numeric

      Canvas

      Them

      Nine

      Recursion

      Truth

      Inside

      Adjective

      Waiting

      Stoic

      Flower

      Precognition

      Cemetery

      Earth

      Chapter 3 Complex

      Complex

      Age

      Thing

      Prism

      Art

      Question

      Metacognition

      Become

      Own

      Delusion

      Pupil

      Luxury

      Chestnut

      Puzzle

      Old

      Off

      Man

      Bridge

      Tree

      Cashmere

      Elemental

      Babel

      One

      Traveler

      Shadow

      Lead

      Moth

      Afterimage

      Endnotes

      Book Description

      A continuation to the author’s previous collections subtitled ‘Methuselah’, and ‘Architeuthis’, an exploration of philosophical concepts and reflections on life all around us. Immerse yourself in this collection of writings organized in three sections: Form, Simple, and Complex. Awaken to the unfolding world around us and tap into the potential to reinvent, to re-imagine.

      Author Bio

      George Kassabgi is a contemporary writer/philosopher inspired by the writings of Zweig, Gibran, and Rilke. This is his third collection of philosophical writings.

      Born in Northern Italy, George lives in Winchester Massachusetts with his wife Maria and three sons: George-Emil, Nicholas and Louis.

      Dedication

      For Louis, Nicholas and George Emil, go forth and explore.

      boys.jpg

      Introduction

      A continuation and expansion of writings published in 2006 entitled: Reflective Journeys, ‘Methuselah’ and in 2009 entitled ‘Architeuthis’. Once more we aspire to revisit fundamental questions, inquisitiveness in hand.

      Actias Luna, and her impossible transformation. Silently, and without fanfare, on her sweet gum tree leaf. She is perfectly ordinary, common, and insignificant, yet her life is as brief as her metamorphosis is astonishing. What lessons are there for us and our own lives, our own ideas? What of our own transformations? How can we tune into the unfolding world around us? That our work and our essence might bravely undergo a rebirth of its own, we are all invited to consider once more.

      G. Kassabgi

      Winchester MA 2013

      Chapter 1

      Form

      And finally the thing may begin to see

      The form of form itself

      Thing

      Some new thing emerges onto the world

      A new thing, just conceived

      Born of some need, itself entirely new

      Or an old want, met by a new response

      A new thing dawns upon the world

      At first a singularity, one thing

      Then a multiplied seed, reproduced in waves

      Carried on invisible wings

      This new thing throughout the world

      With competing things, mimicking copies

      Greedily wanting its place to displace

      And always pushing to replace

      The new thing in front of me

      I look upon it, taken for granted

      As though sharing some common creed

      And onwards we go, into the world

      Source

      In the attic one morning among the shadowy boxes of things and cobwebbed papers, I come upon a tired pair of glasses. Dusty lenses, scratches still crisp, must have belonged to a distant relative. In my pocket they rest, after being wiped with the underside of my shirt. Returning downstairs the day proceeds and I venture into town, doing what one does there.

      Peering through these old glasses, I notice distant faces appearing blurry, as though vibrating in and out of focus. But not all alike, in this effect, some appear sharply defined while others not at all. Heading toward the center of town, more people, a scraggly old homeless man, seen clearly, a toddler in a stroller, equally so. Three women talking at a coffee shop or a courier holding his pale blue bag, some impossibly fuzzy, opaque.

      Whatever the cause of this visual oddity, I could not discern, for it was as though some strange illumination was in effect. As though the glasses were somehow straining light and shadows, colors and shade, from some other source.

      At the grocery store, a group gathered in line, but the old glasses blur them into one, glommed together, as a visual equivalent of noise from a crowd. The whole store suffers from this refraction. But the visual effect is itself clean, unlike an unfocus straining of the eyes. This distortion remains in play, in the way a distant object becomes indiscernible. My vision adjusts to these strange lenses and their oddity. Walking past a dark storefront window, I see myself and am startled. My reflection is overloaded by shadows. Once again the opaqueness is distinct, and removing the old glasses it disappears.

      I return home frustrated and anxious, placing this perplexing eyewear in a drawer, and move along, doing what one does in the day. I think back to the images in town, the surprising view in the mirror. It must be an optical illusion, I surmise. The scratched lenses tricking sight into chaos, against certain colors or patterns. This seemed plausible after all, lacking some other explanation.

      Weeks

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