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What a mystery blood was—how did a tiny gesture, a tone of voice, endure through generations like the harder verities of flesh? He had seen it again and again, watching his nieces and nephews grow, and accepted without thought the echoes of parent and grandparent that appeared for brief moments, the shadow of a face looking back through the years-that vanished again into the face that was now.
— Feb 23, 2025 09:12AM
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Pearl E
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Two miracles I had been given, carried beneath my heart, born of my body, held in my arms, separated from me and part of me forever. I knew much too well that neither death nor time nor distance ever altered such a bond because I had been altered by it, once and forever changed by that mysterious connection.
— Feb 23, 2025 06:49PM
Pearl E
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When that first, eternal link is formed between mother and child.
When the small blind entity, unique in its union of egg and sperm, comes to anchor from the perilous voyage of beginning, in a connection that belongs to neither side, but to both. That link, which cannot be severed, either by birth or by death.
— Feb 23, 2025 06:48PM
When the small blind entity, unique in its union of egg and sperm, comes to anchor from the perilous voyage of beginning, in a connection that belongs to neither side, but to both. That link, which cannot be severed, either by birth or by death.
Pearl E
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Not loneliness, but solitude. Not suffering, but endurance, the discovery of grim kinship with the rocks and sky. And the finding here of a harsh peace that would transcend bodily discomfort, a healing instead of the wounds of the soul.
— Feb 23, 2025 09:10AM
Pearl E
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They were all mine; the unconscious body in my hands, its secrets open to me; the men who held it, their eyes on me. It didn't always happen, but when it did, the sensation was unforgettable; a synthesis of minds into a single organism. And as I took control of this organism, I became part of it, and lost myself.
— Feb 16, 2025 06:01AM
Pearl E
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I think it will maybe be all right. I thought so, too. There was no telling what lay on the other side of life, but I had sat many times through an hour where time stops, empty of thought, soothed of soul, looking into ... what? Into something that had neither name nor face, but which seemed good to me, and full of peace. If death lay there ...
— Feb 16, 2025 06:01AM
