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RT @nick_routledge: @Plough @joynessthebrave 1/3 For a few years, I walked without money or possessions, stumbling into an eschatonic physics. Inaugurated eschatology isn't an idea: it's the Real freed from lunatic constraint—not "living differently in the world" but the world changing state in response to a way of living.

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Nick Routledge@nick_routledge · 22 May 2024

@timparrique @AimeTim 2/ A decade later, still on the investigative trail, and by then intuiting that the final and ultimate Sveriges Riksbank Prize in Economic Sciences in Memory of Alfred Nobel had been claimed by a Sermon in Palestine 2,000 years ago, I was a wandering, mendicant media-ecologist.

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Quoted byRT @nick_routledge: @RobertEllsberg @GiveUsThisDayLP I felt an immediate resonance, sharpened by the discovery we'd been tempered in a similar fire: a formative grammar of inwardness forged by exile, English boarding school, rugby; the contemplative aftertone of a childhood tuned to introspection by the same early rule.Quoted by@RobertEllsberg @GiveUsThisDayLP I felt an immediate resonance, sharpened by the discovery we'd been tempered in a similar fire: a formative grammar of inwardness forged by exile, English boarding school, rugby; the contemplative aftertone of a childhood tuned to introspection by the same early rule.Quoted by@RizomaSchool 2/ The Beatitude names cruciform logic of reality, the strange coherence of a world held together by love: those most stripped of bargaining power stand closest to the heart of reality. The point of maximal vulnerability becomes the place where divine presence presses closest.Quoted by@DalrympleWill He helped set me walking, not just to pass over ground, but to enter a reciprocal rite—each step, a covenantal exchange where boundaries blur and walker and walked co-inhere. In time, the path is inscribed not just in earth but in heart, until identity and essence mirror terrain.