To the one that mimics: An attempt to trace out the poetic drift of self re-discovery
"I went on to discover that in its deepest sense, the will is not primarily the faculty of desire for anything known, but rather, the desire for something unknown, animate desire for something that lies beyond ourselves, a longing for something we know is missing in us..." --Bernadette Roberts
"The greatest explorer on this earth never takes voyages as long as those of the man who descends to the depth of his heart." --Julien Green
This is how passion deals with passion, the art of pleasing one’s self where a fruit after a flood of joy was memory’s most embraced. When words failed to express the mainspring of a thing…the core of which books must be read in the Library of Absence… O the sweetness of a conversation… Two worlds collide as one and one as many as you could have them all counted however brief is the moment leaving marks enough to dull your senses but only when it has gotten deeper somehow awakens… This is how you dealt with me….