Kingdom Come

I create the "real" the figures of the imagination, those beings with whom I sleep and walk and talk. I have a mode by which the images, which I believe I make up, are actually presented to me as not of my making, but as genuinely created, as authentic creatures.

My heart is my humanity, my courage to live, my strength and fierce passion. My most noble virtues emanate from the heart: loyalty, heroic boldness, and compassion.

My heart is my love, my feelings, and the locus of my soul and sense of person. It is the place of intimate interiority, where sin and shame and desire, and the unfathomable divine too, inhabit.

To desire and to see through desire - this is the courage my heart requires.

PS> This post looks like an unfinished one, but I have to surrender myself at this point of confession. It's a beautiful feeling when you can control your heart feelings and can use the strength to build your own self. But, what role does beauty play, when the heart feels the pain and the disgust? If beauty is not given full place in our work with psyche, then the soul's essential realization cannot occur. And hence, when we allow our captive heart to go its way and swim through its own illusions... we fall wrongly in love, delight in bad tastes, follow a false flag.

Thus, for each of us to be "fair within", all we need is a CAPTIVE HEART.