C.G. Jung in a letter to Richard Wilhelm:
"You mustn't melt away or otherwise disappear, or get ill but
wicked desires should pin you to the earth so your work can go on."
Reading this by Jung (after all my fundamentalist upbringing
and force feeding)I was "born again" into "wicked desires"
"the slings and arrows" happier for the narrows needed to keep
such as I out of "blessed sanctioned sanctified" dissociation,
thus I careen/lean spleen-and-all into crash and lickably burn.
Passion's itch must be scratched, it so insists, open palm
or clenched fist or teeth (the Fire Lady's left hand reach)
to live in the breach.
I was born again again
but this time feet first.
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Statuary in a church foyer in Tlaxcala, Mexico.
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