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I have to go down into that black abyss, and I wonder what’s in there. I want to know that fear.
I go to those dark stations of my life to heal it, to know, to ask why?
Heart as place, blood as verb
Blood is the bearer of meanings, which in both cases appeal equally strongly to the imagination.
Seen in terms of specificity or distinctiveness, it is the unifying thing, but also the separating thing. Blood determines the difference between life and death and therefore categorizes the world as human and inhuman.
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