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84 For Every Mask For every mask that we take off there is always one more left on — an endless recession of masks, of depths of withdrawal. As long as there is life, there is the ability to recede further. The self is infinitely reductive and is never reduced to nothing. Alternatively, one can reach out and touch infinitely into the other person, the other thing, the outside, and having always to reach yet further. Unschooled Unschooled in human relationships, all passions are registered by their intensities alone. The elation of love towards a woman, a man, a chair, or a dog amounts to the same velocity and the resulting excitement will dissipate in the same way. I Love the Child in Me I love the child in me that I am, that grew, cradled in me becoming. The child, then, that was took a long while inside the body that I am. Thirty years, and birth was almost on the way, the birth of the child in me that I was. Gestation took decades. In the end it nearly killed me. ...

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