being loved. It’s a framework problem. Disheartening?
Obviously. I hope it’s love. I’m trying really hard
to make it love.
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If you don’t believe in the world it would be
stupid to paint it. If you don’t believe in God, then who
are you talking to
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He is inside his body
and I am inside my body and it matters less and less
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It isn’t
fair, the depth of my looking, the threat of my
looking
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Some say God is where we put our sorrow. God says, Which one of you fuckers can get to me first
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Let me tell you a story about war. A man says to another man, Can I tell you something? The other man says, No. A man says to another man, There is something I have to tell you. No, says the other man. No, you don’t.
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A man with a bandage is in the middle of something.
Everyone understands this. Everyone wants a battlefield.
Red. And a little more red.
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What is alive and what isn’t and what should we do about it? Theories: about the nature of the thing. And of the soul. Because people die. The fear: that nothing survives. The greater fear: that something does