November 10, 2007

  • A man has got to know his own intrinsic worth regardless of anything someone seems to know about him, regardless of anything someone claims to feel about him, regardless of any love truly professed that might do whatever true loves does to so soothingly postpone the raw coming of deep, individuating complete self-knowledge.

    To any and all that have ever expressed or otherwise conveyed any love for me - whether publicly or otherwise, I now realize and here share back that I have failed in what such love yearns for as symmetrical and requisite completion.  Mea ultima culpa.

    But all's not lost!  The world remains vulnerable to any and every earnest, exquisite attempt at self-quest: at self-reinvention.

    And so I have become nobody.  And thus I strive to become again someone at least worthy of being the devoted servant of the least of the least ones still worthy and loving .

    I rarely visit Dreamland anymore.  And yet I dream.  Dreaming other dreams.  And better ones.

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