Status Updates From Alexis Zorba

p.161 “Ive oozed rivers of sweat, and continue to ooze. I do battle with soil, wind, rain, and with workmen, (both) black and red.Nothing pleases me—only one thing: work. Physical and mental, but physical is better. I like to get tired, to sweat...
⭐️🎯I'm not a slave to lucre; lucre is a slave to me.”

p.158
⭐️ "Stones come to life when they spin downhill" Great visionaries and poets see everything in the same way for the first time.
They see a new world before them each morning. No, they do not see this new world they create it.
For Zorba, as for the first humans, the world was vision solidified... He experienced soil, water, animals, and God FREE from the distorting intervention of reason.

p.155
“Since the human element-sex, flesh, outcries of spontaneous passion—is boorish, crude, and unclean, let it become an abstract idea that dematerializes and dissipates through alchemical transformation within the smelting furnace of the mind.”

p.155 “In petered-out religions, gods descend in status and turn into poetic motifs, embroideries decorating people's loneliness or their walls. The same had happened in this poetry.
⭐️The heart's hazy yearnings so filled with soil and seed had descended into a sterile intellectual game, an architecture of empty air.”

p.142 Butterfly Story Pt.2
⭐️”What I understood deeply on that day was this: to hasten eternal rules is a mortal sin. One’s Duty is confidently to follow nature’s everlasting Rhythm.”
“In the same manner may a prematurely expiring butterfly help [us] to avoid rushing and therefore to manage to unwrap our wings at a leisurely pace 🦋

p.142 Butterfly Story pt.1
“I kept waiting and waiting; it was Slow and I was in a Hurry… What it needed was to Ripen and Unfold PATIENTLY in sunlight.”