Beautiful. I ponder the paradox of making the world safer at the seeming cost of metis. Reading this, you make me feel less crazy, like there's nothing necessarily wrong with wanting to feel alive, to feel alive. And yet, the more domesticated life I've committed to seems to chastise me. There is tension indeed. Spiritual tension. Shall …
Beautiful. I ponder the paradox of making the world safer at the seeming cost of metis. Reading this, you make me feel less crazy, like there's nothing necessarily wrong with wanting to feel alive, to feel alive. And yet, the more domesticated life I've committed to seems to chastise me. There is tension indeed. Spiritual tension. Shall we not be as careful of glorifying metis as we are about losing it? You glorify it here, but the path of metis is indeed strewn with carnage and heartbreak, as you rightly note. We glorify the those who survived. Metis is not afraid, and other parts are rightly wary of this. ❤️❤️🙏
Beautiful. I ponder the paradox of making the world safer at the seeming cost of metis. Reading this, you make me feel less crazy, like there's nothing necessarily wrong with wanting to feel alive, to feel alive. And yet, the more domesticated life I've committed to seems to chastise me. There is tension indeed. Spiritual tension. Shall we not be as careful of glorifying metis as we are about losing it? You glorify it here, but the path of metis is indeed strewn with carnage and heartbreak, as you rightly note. We glorify the those who survived. Metis is not afraid, and other parts are rightly wary of this. ❤️❤️🙏