Myth is an attempt to narrate a whole human experience, of which the purpose is too deep, going too deep in the blood and soul, for mental explanation or description.
Myth is an attempt to narrate a whole human experience, of which the purpose is too deep, going too deep in the blood and soul, for mental explanation or description.
If my veins and my breasts with love embossed
Withered, my insolent soul would be gone like flowers that the hot wind took.
One must learn to love, and go through a good deal of suffering to get to it... and the journey is always towards the other soul.
The soul is a very perfect judge of her own motions, if your mind doesn't dictate to her.
The human being is a most curious creature. He thinks he has got one soul, and he has got dozens.
Nothing that comes from the deep, passional soul is bad, or can be bad.
It is so much more difficult to live with one's body than with one's soul. One's body is so much more exacting: what it won't have it won't have, and nothing can make bitter into sweet.
The only justice is to follow the sincere intuition of the soul, angry or gentle. Anger is just, and pity is just, but judgement is never just.
I am part of the sun as my eye is part of me. That I am part of the earth my feet know perfectly, and my blood is part of the sea. My soul knows that I am part of the human race, my soul is an organic part of the great human race, as my spirit is part of my nation. In my own very self, I am part of my family.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories