Love. The Black Hook. The Spear Singing

In Our Own Beginnings, We Are Formed Out Of The Body's Interior Landscape. For A Short While, Our Mothers' Bodies Are The Boundaries And Personal Geography Which Are All That We Know Of The World...once We No Longer Live Beneath Our Mother's Heart, It Is The Earth With Which We Form The Same Dependent Relationship, Relying...on Its Cycles And Elements, Helpless Without Its Protective Embrace.

The Only Answer To This, And It Isn't An Entire Answer, Said Father Travis, Is That God Made Human Beings Free Agents. We Are Able To Choose Good Over Evil, But The Opposite Too. And In Order To Protect Our Human Freedom, God Doesn't Often, Very Often At Least, Intervene. God Can't Do That Without Taking Away Our Moral Freedom. Do You See? No. But Yeah. The Only Thing That God Can Do, And Does All Of The Time, Is To Draw Good From Any Evil Situation.

There Are Ways Of Being Abandoned Even When Your Parents Are Right There.

It Kills Your Writing If You Try To Manipulate It With Crude Politics.

Life Will Break You. Nobody Can Protect You From That. And Living Alone Won't Either, For Solitude Will Also Break You With Its Yearning. You Have To Love. You Have To Feel. It Is The Reason You Are Here On Earth.