Shared with me from a friend’s beautiful feast of a blog, Trail of Leaves: “If I were to be asked what we are, I should answer: ‘We are the door to everything that can be, we are the expectation that no material response can satisfy, no trick with words can deceive. We seek the heights. Each one of us can ignore this search if he has a mind to, but mankind as a whole aspires to these heights; they are the only definition of his nature, his only justification and significance.’
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The supreme questioning is that to which the answer is the supreme moment of eroticism—that of eroticism’s silence.”
George Bataille – Death and Sensuality
J. Ruth Kelly 
…and in silence we fade; finally present in the cloud of nothing, our absence, which has led us here, is now no more.
beautiful…