This last bite of life was the hardest I've have chewed yet, and it is still possible that I may suffocate on it. I have suffered of the ignominious and tormenting memories of this summer as of a madness.... lived in solitude too long.... I am being broken on the wheel of my own feelings. If only I could sleep! But the strongest doses of my opiates help me no more than my six-to-eight-hour marches.
If I do not discover the alchemist's trick of turning even this - filth into gold, I am lost. - Thus I have the most beautiful opportunity to prove that for me "all experiences are useful, all days holy, and all human beings divine'!!!!"
Just when I am feeling the same at times throughout this period of the year, these words are comforting in a way. Who knew more than anyone the dire state of the human condition, but he remains optimistic in the sense that he appreciates that every experience is useful... I guess to take this observation on board is helpful to some. Myself included.
I don't know...
Interesting reading from a Christmas Day long ago.
Thesis chapter one is coming along okay. I am in Wagin town right now - so a nice table to work on and a quiet atmosphere at night-time.
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