Lightning Strikes

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“Lightning Strikes”  |  Anthony Satori

Early in his adult life, the great 20th century thinker and inventor R. Buckminster Fuller felt like none of his efforts were coming to any useful fruition.  Broke and despondent, he took a late-night walk along a bridge, and even considered ending his life.  As he stood at the edge of the bridge, a glowing sphere of white light appeared from nowhere, surrounded him, and lifted him several feet off the ground.  A voice spoke these words:

“From now on you need never await temporal attestation to your thought.  You think the truth.  You do not have the right to eliminate yourself.  You do not belong to you.  You belong to the Universe.  Your significance will remain forever obscure to you, but you may assume that you are fulfilling your role if you apply yourself to converting your experiences to the highest advantage of others.”

The sphere of light then gently placed him back onto his feet on the bridge, and disappeared.  From that moment forward, Fuller’s entire outlook changed.  He dedicated the rest of his life to the enthusiastic creation and invention of things that made people’s lives better, more efficient, and more productive — no longer worrying about the “success” or “failure” of his inventions — and he went on to become one of the most admired, prolific, and successful inventors of the 20th century.

On the bridge that night, the mystical Voice spoke directly to Fuller.  But there is a lesson here for all of us.  Even though we may never know the impact we will have on the world around us, if we dedicate our thoughts and efforts to benefiting others and to making the world a more beautiful, meaningful place, we will be fulfilling our highest destiny.  As for everything else, it is out of our hands.  We must simply leave the rest to fate.


This week marks five years that I have been producing this blog, sharing my photographic artworks, writings, and philosophical ponderings with you, once a week, every week, for the duration.  Thank you for taking this journey with me, so far.  May we have many more wonders to come.

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Dreams

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“The Door to Walden”  |  Anthony Satori

“Dreams pass into the reality of action.  From the actions stems the dream again; and this interdependence produces the highest form of living.”

— Anais Nin

A State of Harmony

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“Tree Swing  (Autumn)”  |  Anthony Satori

Happiness and peace arise from cultivating a state of harmony between one’s inner light (mind, body, and spirit) and the details of the world around us.

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Things Worth Believing In

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“Mountain Ridge”  |  Anthony Satori

“Sometimes the things that may or may not be true are the things a man needs to believe in the most.  That people are basically good;  that honor, courage, and virtue mean everything;  that power and money, money and power mean nothing;  that good always triumphs over evil;  and I want you to remember this, that love… true love never dies.  You remember that.  It doesn’t matter if it’s true or not.  You see, a man should believe in those things, because those are the things worth believing in.”

— Tim McCanlies (Secondhand Lions)

Squares of Flame

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“City at Night”  |  Anthony Satori

“Squares after squares of flame, set up and cut into the ether.  Here is our poetry, for we have pulled down the stars to our will.”

— Ezra Pound

Harmony

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“Harmony”  |  Anthony Satori

“Whoever dedicates one’s life to searching out particular connections in nature will spontaneously be confronted with the question of how they harmoniously fit into the whole.”

— Werner Heisenberg

Restful Contours

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“Restful Contours”  |  Anthony Satori

“A finely tempered nature longs to escape from one’s noisy, cramped surroundings into the silence of the high mountains, where the eye ranges freely through the still, pure air and fondly traces out the restful contours apparently built for eternity.”

— Albert Einstein