| The world looks different when we are angry. We start to see patterns where there are none or we start creating patterns | ||
| because we need them. But the words flow too fast to be poured into some predefined canvas. They tumble where they may and sometimes |  |
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| they fall where we didn't intend. Our emotions are good. Our bodies are good. I am human - I feel, I learn, I educate, I amuse, I do, I am. My excretions are sweat, love, piss, come, hatred, tears, laughter, words, shit, compassion, saliva, snot, and fascination. | ||
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I am these things I do, just by being. These things I treasure because I treasure my life. | |
| I adore my fears because if I didn't fear I wouldn't learn. | ||
| If I didn't fear I wouldn't learn. |  |
I learn from my fear because I am human, because I am the curious exploring human animal. |
| How else could we laugh at fear, laugh with fear, laugh at learning, laugh with learning? | ||
| How else could we be so fascinated with emotions? How many tomes have been written in homage to fear, anger, curiosity, lust, sorrow, passion, love, faith, desire, animosity, nostalgia, envy, fervor, arousal, nervousness, despair, delight, bliss, mortification, shock, humiliation, torment, euphoria, rapture, wretchedness, melancholy, ennui, bitterness, jealousy, contentment, regret, jubilation? | ||
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We do not learn fear only from society; society is only one part of the world. |  |
| I fear, I get angry, I surpass my fear, I learn. | ||
| To stop this process is to lose my humanity. | ||
| sev (c) February 9, 1996 |
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