January 03, 2003 03:32 AM
finally there has been a gradual death and an emerging. i understood i’d obsessed about another when all i had any business doing is observing myself. i saw that i acted out of fear and ego when all there is to do is truly listen. i see it now split open.
“what he feared was blood pouring from an open wound in his self-respect. its hemophilia would not permit the flow to be stopped. and so he had until now used all emotions to draw a line between emotion and self-respect, and, avoiding the danger of love, armed himself with countless thorns.”
The Decay Of The Angel – Yukio Mishima
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