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“Nobody gets through this life unscathed. Maybe that’s the beauty of it. Maybe life is nothing more than singing love songs into the deep as Orcas ever circle in the gloom. Maybe that fine balance between sanctuary and danger, that safe haven in the firelight as hands are held and the dark is repelled, as death circles in the gloom, maybe that is where dignity and true love reside. So rave on, rave on and sing your song, till your lost and bursting, then sing some more, then sing some more.”

https://substack.com/home/post/p-147971305?r=3lmmp&utm_campaign=post&utm_medium=web

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This paragraph, this entire essay sings the echos of pain and love throughout all of existence, throughout all of time, held in the hand of life refusing to surrender under this great tension of opposites.

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Adam Nathan( yes, you)

The Gondelier;

It goes without saying, this entire story was a masterpiece.

Listening to “Belle Nuit, o nuit d’amour”

“ἀγάπη – In infinite beauty there is infinite sadness.”

I could see it all play out in words, and boy, I could feel it all. Strength, joy, sorrow, infinite and eternal beauty . I chose the final scene;

“In his mind, he paddled through paper canals, past the first-year students on the fondamenta. He paddled through black balloons. The moon danced up and over him.He paddled out from San Marco and into the rippling black sheets of the watery lagoon. Stars bobbed in his eyes.

He paddled into nothing, and he paddled into everything. He let memories of his wife and daughter sweep through him like starlight.

He thought of infinite beauty and infinite sadness.

Then, together with his father and his daughter, the gondolier paddled into the stars, pulling the Earth behind him in his wake.”

https://open.substack.com/pub/adambnathan/p/the-gondolier-may-2024-part-2?r=2vg1j&utm_medium=ios.

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