"Doubt is a condition of life quaking in the bone because the bone is on fire." - Jack Kerouac, some of the dharma

Monday, November 22, 2010

Love and Peace

Even to witness true love is perfect inspiration.  According to Kapoor:  "the interplay between the phenomenological, the perceptual, and the psychological is the heart of what makes art."  
Is there such a thing as a phenomenological reduction of love?  I dunno.  I doubt it.  
Hemingway said a person can write better in love.  
Does art have a heart?  What does the heart of art love?  
Maybe I should grow my hair even longer and part it in the middle.

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