The opening of Dante’s Inferno reads: ‘Nel mezzo del cammino di nostra vita / mi ritrovai per una selva oscura / che la diritta via era smarrita.’ — which could be poetically rendered in English as: “When I had traversed midway on this life’s trail, I woke to myself alone within a shadowed wilderness, for I had lost the right and proper path that never strays.”
Imagine: 19th century, Klondike gold rush, dangerous Yukon, a young man daring his fortune, his sweetheart behind far behind, waiting, somewhere in a seaside village in Mexico.
Kant said an irrevocable limit to our knowing is in place, because our thoughts can never penetrate the luminous barrier. But others, less famed, attribute the expansion of knowing not to enhancing our thoughts but to cultivating new sense organs. And they say so not out of theory, but experience…
Is monogamy unnatural? I mean eventually in adult life, not the chaos of adolescence. Could this question be posed in an entirely different light: What were the Gospel writers getting at? …when Christ said “Fear not, for I have overcome the World!”
Winter dreams seem to pierce reality almost like advisories or clairvoyance; but summertime dreams bind to no specific time or space, comforting objective emergency in sweet blankets of sensuality…
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