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Monthly Archives: October 2015
To preserve anything is to shut it away from the elements, to freeze a hearty conversation, to clog the pores through which things breathe. The alternative, it seems, though less austere, is decay. Yet, is it not possible to see how corruption is a symptom of vitality? When a thing rusts and blisters and cringes and …Continue Reading >>>
The irony of walls is that they don’t cut out as such, they cut through – slicing off a meaty chunk of ourselves into an unfortunate heap of vestigial strangeness. This is not to say walls are inherently abominable things. We will often feel the need to shut out the noise, to protect the embryonic …Continue Reading >>>
Tears are a prophecy. When we cry, and cannot hold back the salty waters within, it’s because our edges are curling up, making room for something else. A sweetness we do not yet know, and cannot know at the moment. When you feel devastated, and you feel pressed in, squeezed into a foetal prayer, a …Continue Reading >>>
What gets in the way is part of the way.
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Dear Alethea, For me, self-deprecating humour is perhaps the one opus magnum moment most religions never allowed themselves to have. Which is really just a fancy way of saying that to arrive at a place where we can no longer take ourselves seriously, or whatever we claim to be doing as ‘important’ – and that …Continue Reading >>>