A test, problem solving, God, decompression, time and substance, and an umbilical cord

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It is only a test if you think it is not a test.

Stop continually solving problems which continue to exist.

I am the care-giver in the decompression chamber; I must survive in another's atmosphere until they are well enough to leave.

If I speak of god I speak incorrectly. Yet if I speak, I speak of god.

These are the absences which complete me.

Even if you have never heard of one, you only have to blow one of your toes off, to know what a bullet is.

Neither of time, nor substance.

The mind is a mollusk, filter feeding on the nourishment that floats plentiful and unseen.*

Cut the umbilical cord, if the new life from you should ever begin breathe.

In the search, in the darkness, we call out to one another, so that we will not lose each other while we are losing our way.

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These fragments are taken from unpublished writings by Jack Haas, selected from the notebooks 1990-2005.