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“I think sometimes of the "closet", the place, the word and its attachments. A closet, after all, is a small space. It exists within a home, but it is starved. There is no light in there, no air, no room to fuck, no place to sleep. It is safe, for a time, perhaps. But a body in there will erode. Until its flesh is all gone and it becomes a secret of bones. To come out is to escape the secret, to stretch your limbs and bathe your skin in light. Sometimes. Because to come out can also be a sharper death, a quicker death. Total obliteration.
Either way, to come out is always the end of something.”
― A Language of Limbs
Either way, to come out is always the end of something.”
― A Language of Limbs
“Sadness, I think, is the object. And grief is the negative space.”
― A Language of Limbs
― A Language of Limbs
“I understand it so simply now, it is a love that lives in the body but unlike the body it never dissolves. It lasts forever.”
― Wild Dark Shore
― Wild Dark Shore
“Let there be spaces in your togetherness, And let the winds of the heavens dance between you. Love one another but make not a bond of love: Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls. Fill each other's cup but drink not from one cup. Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf. Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone, Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music. Give your hearts, but not into each other's keeping. For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts. And stand together, yet not too near together: For the pillars of the temple stand apart, And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other's shadow.”
― The Prophet
― The Prophet
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