Wednesday, April 05, 2006

A question...


...someone explain to me the malady of the human heart...cos i sure as hell can't.

3 comments:

Mata H said...

It is not a malady, but melody - one that inspires us and breaks us open at the same time. It is the root of despair and the wellspring of hope. It is that urge that cannot be denied, the longing for more, the pleading for less. It is the deep rhythmic throb of who we are, the dream of who we were, the fear and wonder of who we could become. It is our blessed wilderness.

The Meaning Weakened by the Lies said...

Apparently it is iniquity. Although I would have a tendancy to think it is the human ability to love infinitely and our choice not to do so.

The Harbour of Ourselves said...

'the deep rhythmic throb of who we are, the dream of who we were, the fear and wonder of who we could become...blessed wilderness'

bloody hell that's good...there be a poet in you mata

thank you

i've often wrestled with the whole thing of what we're capable of and what we do, and what we don't....that we have limits and so can't love infinitely, though something of divinity dwells within us - i agree though, most of the time our choices are poor and selfish