Dec 25, 2006 01:46
art saves him, and through art life saves him-for herself.
- N.
i realize lately that i love life. not because life is kind or sweet or fair, because life is not those things.
rather because my life, my world, my fate is my constant and loyal companion-my deep and mysterious friend.
to personify something so immense is the closest i come to god, although i wouldn't call it that.
i'm fascinated by the totality of it, and endlessly willing to forget my pain and to try instead to understand and attend.
... love is like that. it tends to make you kind of stupid.