Phoenix of Love

I will be driving through the Canadian Rockies for the next few days, so there probably won’t be any posts until Tuesday.

So many processes, so many adjustments, boil down to the resolution of dissonances. I remember once reading an article on Bruckner’s symphonies which described their progressions from start to finish, very broadly, as the gradual resolution of musical tensions declared in the introduction, so that each finale concludes in a sort of harmonic nirvana.
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“The denial of the self has come, as is natural, to mean in general the making of the self thoroughly uncomfortable. That . . . leaves the self still strongly existing.”
— Charles Williams

When I am feeling relaxed, and I drive down the rough, pothole-ridden streets of Chicago in my bouncy little white Honda Civic, I can feel the most minute ridges and dips in the road as they resonate through my entire body.