“l’amour est l’enfant de la liberté.”
“l’amour est l’enfant de la liberté.” Victor Hugo
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Love
Love is the active concern…
“Love is the active concern for the life and growth of that which we love…” Erich Fromm – The Art of Loving
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love is union under the condition of preserving one’s integrity
“…love is union under the condition of preserving one’s integrity, one’s individuality.” Erich Fromm – The Art of Loving
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What we care for most
What we care for most is what we’re most likely to fight for. Ain’t it strange how caring turns into fighting. What we love most is what we’re most likely to fight for. Ain’t it strange how loving turns into fighting.
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a ceaseless leapingness
God’s not a noun but a ceaseless leapingness into loving.
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Love is just one step beyond tragedy
Love is just one step beyond tragedy, and only a half step past nothingness.
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Soul
‘Soul’ as the basic dynamo, fueled by basic goodness, intrinsic and inherent in any living being, towards authenticity, awakening, liberation. Not a ‘thing’, and hence not conditional, but more a quality of energy, an active nature, which ‘expresses /is expressed’ in different beings in different ways. An orienting energy which seduces, provokes, agitates, empowers, encourages,
Beet
Beet burst and bloom, plume of bright red life, rise up from the dark brown earth and beat out your rich red blessings, round and whole. You are the bell clanging health, you are the root bearing fruit. More scarlet than the rose you rise up from below, from the place where love grows.
A Theo-Poetic Essay on Consciousness and Addiction
The essay below was the sub-text (literally, the essay ran beneath the lyrics as a kind of philosophical discourse on their origins) to the liner notes to an ‘indie-rock’ album called ‘NOD’ that I wrote and produced (but never released) in 1996. ———————————— Before the beginning there is no womb nor tomb nor
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Who
…who straddles an abyss, and dances a rhythm not of this world, who was burned and drowned but who still returned. Who goes straight, won’t vacillate, who fell, but stood again, lame, who heard the unheard of, is spontaneously trained. Who can’t forget what is to come, is speechless from being spoken to, blind from