i know this
in the way i have loved and love,
that there is this matter of surface beauty
that points quite deliberately
towards something
that cannot be reduced
to "something"
and actually escapes objectification.
it is
a state without condition
that resolves
under its own weight
into something much more -
a something that has its own life
and exists without condition
that through some miracle
rises into the condition
of being and becoming a part of this state of existence
“the weight of the world is love.
under the burden of solitude,
under the burden of dissatisfaction
the weight,the weight we carry is love. ”
allen ginsberg
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