Consider Incompleteness As A Verb.

The Beloved's Innocence Brutalizes The Lover. As The Singing Of A Mad Person Behind You On The Train Enrages You, Its Beautiful Animal-like Teeth Shining Amid Black Planes Of Paint. As Helen Enrages History. Senza Uscita.

What Is An Adjective? Nouns Name The World. Verbs Activate The Names. Adjectives Come From Somewhere Else. The Word Adjective (epitheton In Greek) Is Itself An Adjective Meaning 'placed On Top', 'added', 'appended', 'foreign'. Adjectives Seem Fairly Innocent Additions, But Look Again. These Small Imported Mechanisms Are In Charge Of Attaching Everything In The World To Its Place In Particularity. They Are The Latches Of Being.

As Sokrates Tells It, Your Story Begins The Moment Eros Enters You. That Incursion Is The Biggest Risk Of Your Life. How You Handle It Is An Index Of The Quality, Wisdom, And Decorum Of The Things Inside You. As You Handle It You Come Into Contact With What Is Inside You, In A Sudden And Startling Way. You Perceive What You Are, What You Lack, What You Could Be.

Eros Is An Issue Of Boundaries. He Exists Because Certain Boundaries Do. In The Interval Between Reach And Grasp, Between Glance And Counterglance, Between ‘i Love You’ And ‘i Love You Too,’ The Absent Presence Of Desire Comes Alive. But The Boundaries Of Time And Glance And I Love You Are Only Aftershocks Of The Main, Inevitable Boundary That Creates Eros: The Boundary Of Flesh And Self Between You And Me. And It Is Only, Suddenly, At The Moment When I Would Dissolve That Boundary, I Realize I Never Can.

Sometimes I Dream A Sentence And Write It Down. It’s Usually Nonsense, But Sometimes It Seems A Key To Another World.