Your honesty is brutal, but refreshing...Lust would make us its slave, but in empathy, the animal becomes human again. Truly, that is the kind of care that can fill an inner void like nothing else.
i've written about impotency of political praxis of the underclass. u either dont matter or ur hunted by the 3-letter agencies. laying down and rotting, may b a foregone conclusion, it's this passive resistance which is the best u can do
"living undead" is a perfect phrase. in a world where, simultaneously, value is generated from competency/labor *and* the world relies on labor being spiritually crushing (we must seek to "rise above it," it's made intentionally undesirable for the wealthy to feel proud of their distance from it), our laboring bodies are alive, piloted by dead spirits. really moving work, glad to have read it.
"Little miracles". I love that...If we must walk through hell, then we might as well become a bodhisattva right? Especially when we feel the hungry ghosts gnawing away at our flesh...Thankfully, the walls of this prison start to crumble as I recall the words of Revelation 1:18.
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