June 2010
3 posts
When we are dealing with human beings, no truth has reality by itself; it is always dependent upon the reality of the immediate relationship.”
Rollo May
Song of Myself [sections 20]
20 Who goes there? hankering, gross, mystical, nude; How is it I extract strength from the beef I eat? What is a man anyhow? what am I? what are you? All I mark as my own you shall offset it with your own, Else it were time lost listening to me. I do not snivel that snivel the world over, That months are vacuums and the ground but wallow and filth. Whimpering and truckling fold with...
