It Does Not Demean Men To Want

I Lay There Knowing Something Eerie Ties Us To The World Of Animals. Sometimes The Animals Pull You Backward Into It. You Share Hunger And Fear With Them Like Salt In Blood.

Conversations Are Efforts Toward Good Relations. They Are An Elementary Form Of Reciprocity. They Are The Exercise Of Our Love For Each Other. They Are The Enemies Of Our Loneliness, Our Doubt, Our Anxiety, Our Tendencies To Abdicate. To Continue To Be In Good Conversation Over Our Enormous And Terrifying Problems Is To Be Calling Out To Each Other In The Night. If We Attend With Imagination And Devotion To Our Conversations, We Will Find What We Need; And Someone Among Us Will Act—it Does Not Matter Whom—and We Will Survive.

No Culture Has Yet Solved The Dilemma Each Has Faced With The Growth Of A Conscious Mind: How To Live A Moral And Compassionate Existence When One Is Fully Aware Of The Blood, The Horror Inherent In All Life, When One Finds Darkness Not Only In One’s Own Culture But Within Oneself.

You Continue To Live Them Out, Making Your Life A Worthy Expression Of Leaning Into The Light.

The Most Intelligent Thing We Can Do Is Love, Not Reason.