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Possible new sub-heading for YAW:
Yet Another Way
Here in this universal swirl is found the knowing of all the nameless griefs and joys, the dregs of all our bitter cups, our agonies, our questions why, our rages, our impotences and despairs.
Here, too, is that long, hard dying, held in arms helpless to sustain a fragile breath.
Here are both lover and loved split by that Liebestod that tears one's universe asunder.
But here is More! More! Here is our need and the fulfillment of all need. Here is the balm for the unbearable, the arc across the unbridgeable. Here is the ongoing of loser and lost.
So I find that my concern and love for life, my longing and desire, have sowed a wind within this orb of skull, and here in this spiraled fire I reap the whirlwind of all the worlds.