I sometimes think about what’s actually valuable about existing, about being alive over not. It’s not bliss, satisfaction, winning, or validation, the first 4 levels here. It’s whatever the emotion paired with the level 5 verb is (cf prompt from 2 days ago).https://twitter.com/vgr/status/1141483296913682433 …
On etrnl paradise: Does ripe fruit never fall? Or do the boughs Hang always heavy in that perfct sky, Unchanging, yet so like our perishing earth, With rivers like our own that seek for seas They never find, the same receding shores That never touch with inarticulate pang?
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The whole poem is lovely though:https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/poems/13261/sunday-morning …
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