He stood against the wind and let it peel him clean.
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Anand Thakur
He stood against the wind and let it peel him clean.
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Meanwhile music pounded / across hearts opening every valve to the desperate drama of being / a self in a song.
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I am kind of a curmudgeonly person, so I don’t gravitate to groups or traditions, which is probably just pretentious of me.
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Words bounce. Words, if you let them, will do what they want to do and what they have to do.
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Each night about this time he puts on sadness like a garment and goes on writing.
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Consider incompleteness as a verb.
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Desire is no light thing.
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Love is a good place to situate our distrust of fake women.
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Sometimes a journey makes itself necessary.
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All myth is an enriched pattern, a two-faced proposition, allowing its operator to say one thing and mean another, to lead a double life.
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Could you visit me in dreams? That would cheer me. Sweet to see friends in the night, however short the time.
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You doubt God? Well more to the point I credit God with the good sense to doubt me. What is mortality after all but divine doubt flashing over us? For an instant God suspends assent and poof! we disappear.
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We humans seem disastrously in love with this thing (whatever it is) that glitters on the earth– we call it life.
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I’ve come to understand that the best one can hope for as a human is to have a relationship with that emptiness where God would be if God were available, but God isn’t.
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You remember too much,” my mother said to me recently. “Why hold onto all that?” And I said, “where can I put it down?
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It is when you are asking about something that you realize you yourself have survived it, and so you must carry it, or fashion it into a thing that carries itself.
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