Desire Doubled Is Love And Love Doubled

Prowling The Meanings Of A Word, Prowling The History Of A Person, No Use Expecting A Flood Of Light. Human Words Have No Main Switch. But All Those Little Kidnaps In The Dark. And Then The Luminous, Big, Shivering, Discandied, Unrepentant, Barking Web Of Them That Hangs In Your Mind When You Turn Back To The Page You Were Trying To Translate.

The Words We Read And Words We Write Never Say Exactly What We Mean. The People We Love Are Never Just As We Desire Them. The Two Symbola Never Perfectly Match. Eros Is In Between.

To Live Past The End Of Your Myth Is A Perilous Thing.

He Was Trying To Fit This Herakles Onto The One He Knew.

Philosophy - Hopeless. Yet It Gives Me Hope.