“Was not their mistake once more bred of the life of slavery that they had been living?—a life which was always looking upon everything, except mankind, animate and inanimate—‘nature,’ as people used to call it—as one thing, and mankind as another, it was natural to people thinking in this way, that they should try to make ‘nature’ their slave, since they thought ‘nature’ was something outside them” — William Morris


Sunday, August 21, 2011

Depression

...well this is interesting. The first big wall of depression I've encountered in a while. I'm not sure what the cause is—in part this is what is depressing. It just arises. Somehow its truth is frozen in my future. Usually the best trick seems to be to stay at the wall, close to the wall, for as long as possible. Then it softens, a little, or gives or melts a little, reveals something. I've experienced a slight softening so far but nothing has been seen.

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