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Private Journal entry, January 21, 2006
February 24, 2006
1/21/2006 9:45 AM
It's funny -
You don't realize
how broken you are
Until you start to heal
And then -
Oh fuck!
I'm so broken!
******
The book I am reading talks about the pre-literate social role of women before the taint (I can't fucking say that word anymore without thinking about the Daily Show Taintstravaganza!) of heirarchical societies. It talks about women as source, not only of life, but of unself-conscious love. Love without the need for reciprocity. Unconditional. Whereas a man's love became rooted in a complex system of procreation (with a spouse) and reward for "right" behavior (with a child &, I guess, a spouse as well.)
Could it be that societies break down when we begin to question whether or not we are lovable - and whether or not others are worthy of our love? Just how much are our interactions with others totally subverted by our membership in civil society?
It makes me frustrated AND it makes me thankful that there seems to be unbounded love in my life. I am thankful for any opportunity to love without fear and to love without condition. I feel like I need to cultivate that - I need to find a way to suffuse that love. An absolute anarchic diffusion of love and appreciation for everyone who is part of my life and the universe at large.
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