We all endure alot. The whole lot of us. It seems to me that innocence is a quiet place where we wait until degradation. Where I once waited. God just give it back.
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"The innocent and the beautiful/ Have no enemy but time ..." (William Butler Yeats, from "In Memory of Eva Gore-Booth ans Con Markiewicz").
I'm a stranger to you, but I like the thoughts and images on your blog. I don't know what you're going through, or where you have been ... but you seem strong and clear-sighted.
And I know you will continue to endure--that, and much more.
Since you enjoyed that quotation, here is another which I believe also applies rather well.
I should say, first, that I've begun to compulsively collect quotations. Recently, I decided to start underlining and otherwising noting words/ideas of interest in all the books I read, provided they're not library books or whatnot. But, flipping back through some of the more amazing books I've devoured recently--like 'The Rings of Saturn' by W.G. Sebald--I am hard pressed to find a single page that isn't almost completely covered in scribbles and under-linings. It's ridiculous. The problem is that I find meaning in just about everything. Well, everything with a certain amount of substance (part of why I like your blog, probably; it's easy to find meaning). Anyways. Here you go. This is one of my favorite quotations, currently. I think it is gorgeous and true, and I try to live by it, to the best of my abilities.
"The inferno of the living is not something that will be; if there is one, it is what is already here, the inferno where we live every day, that we form by being together. There are two ways to escape suffering it. The first is easy for many: accept the inferno and become such a part of it that you can no longer see it. The second is risky and demands constant vigilance and apprehension: seek and learn to recognize who and what, in the midst of the inferno, are not inferno, then make them endure, give them space." (Italo Calvino, from 'Invisible Cities')
You are clearly not inferno. So ... perhaps my encouragement will help you to endure. . . . Maybe, paradoxically, it will buy you a little bit of space in which to breath.
The personification of something already alive... I don't believe that I have come across this before. Perhaps I have and never recognized it but either way it is strong and delightful. My life is dedicated to seeking who and what are not inferno and helping them to endure. Do you have a blog or a name? I would love to read more of your quotes and things that you write.
I stumbled across your blog through the blog of a friend of a ... friend, I guess.(There's more to it than that, clearly, but it's a rather unpleasant story. At least for me.)
Anyways, I just started with this whole blogging business. I don't know how I feel about it, yet. I haven't been expecting anyone to read it, really (and part of me has been hoping no one would--my words sound better in a vacuum, I think).
But I'd be honored if you'd glance at it every once in a while.
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"The innocent and the beautiful/
Have no enemy but time ..." (William Butler Yeats, from "In Memory of Eva Gore-Booth ans Con Markiewicz").
I'm a stranger to you, but I like the thoughts and images on your blog. I don't know what you're going through, or where you have been ... but you seem strong and clear-sighted.
And I know you will continue to endure--that, and much more.
Wow, thank you. The quote from Yeats is beautiful and precisely correct.
Since you enjoyed that quotation, here is another which I believe also applies rather well.
I should say, first, that I've begun to compulsively collect quotations. Recently, I decided to start underlining and otherwising noting words/ideas of interest in all the books I read, provided they're not library books or whatnot. But, flipping back through some of the more amazing books I've devoured recently--like 'The Rings of Saturn' by W.G. Sebald--I am hard pressed to find a single page that isn't almost completely covered in scribbles and under-linings. It's ridiculous. The problem is that I find meaning in just about everything. Well, everything with a certain amount of substance (part of why I like your blog, probably; it's easy to find meaning). Anyways. Here you go. This is one of my favorite quotations, currently. I think it is gorgeous and true, and I try to live by it, to the best of my abilities.
"The inferno of the living is not something that will be; if there is one, it is what is already here, the inferno where we live every day, that we form by being together. There are two ways to escape suffering it. The first is easy for many: accept the inferno and become such a part of it that you can no longer see it. The second is risky and demands constant vigilance and apprehension: seek and learn to recognize who and what, in the midst of the inferno, are not inferno, then make them endure, give them space."
(Italo Calvino, from 'Invisible Cities')
You are clearly not inferno. So ... perhaps my encouragement will help you to endure. . . . Maybe, paradoxically, it will buy you a little bit of space in which to breath.
The personification of something already alive... I don't believe that I have come across this before. Perhaps I have and never recognized it but either way it is strong and delightful. My life is dedicated to seeking who and what are not inferno and helping them to endure. Do you have a blog or a name? I would love to read more of your quotes and things that you write.
My name is Justin.
I stumbled across your blog through the blog of a friend of a ... friend, I guess.(There's more to it than that, clearly, but it's a rather unpleasant story. At least for me.)
Anyways, I just started with this whole blogging business. I don't know how I feel about it, yet. I haven't been expecting anyone to read it, really (and part of me has been hoping no one would--my words sound better in a vacuum, I think).
But I'd be honored if you'd glance at it every once in a while.
It's nice to make your acquaintance.
I am sorry that you stumbled across my ramblings through unpleasant circumstances but it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance as well.
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