looking out of the heart

 

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Under the present brutal and primitive conditions on this planet, every person you meet should be regarded as one of the walking wounded. 

We have never seen a man or woman not slightly deranged by either anxiety or grief. 

We have never seen a totally sane human being. 


—Robert Anton Wilson

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Under the burden of solitude,
under the burden of dissatisfaction
the weight,
the weight we carry
is love.

Who can deny?
In dreams it touches the body,
in thought constructs a miracle,
in imagination anguishes till born
in human–looks out of the heart
burning with purity–for the burden of life
is love,

but we carry the weight wearily,
and so must rest in the arms of love at last,
must rest in the arms of love.

—Irwin Allen Ginsberg
Song, excerpt

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Rarely, if ever, are any of us healed in isolation.

Healing is an act of communion.

—Bell Hooks

All About Love 

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