August 12, 2018

On mutual integration

Love is always the mutual dance that spirals ever upwards, towards integration. And like every integrative force, it is at once delightful and terrifying to behold — for no other force possesses such transformative power. Love is, however, the province of the free and the intrepid: it is the vital discharge of power and ability, the constant yes-saying to life. For if it fails to elevate and transform, it becomes mere co-dependence, and a sorry state of affairs where each person projects their unconscious drives and fears on another person. No integration, merely shared loneliness.


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