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The history of philosophy, of religion, of metaphysics, is so overwhelmingly the history of men, but why? It seems it should be the other way around. Women have for so long been more familiar with a hatred of the body, and embodiment; women have been for so long more motivated to seek escape, or at least a reason.

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To be born is to cause pain; to lament, or, worse, to remedy this is to exacerbate it.

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Commiseration is the only true comfort.

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Imagine the peace of the world if we sought the solace of despair instead of scrabbling for happiness.

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  1. Sharyn #

    Erica Jong, author
    Everyone has talent. What is rare is the courage to follow the talent to the dark place where it leads. Women are stronger than men! They collide with the Universe, yet prevail to go on. Men STOP and think, then the world become an unreality. Men become too powerminded, and that separates them from the women. Women LOVE more without expectations. They go for the Gold where it truly lies, within themselves. We practice too much despair as it is. We need more postive happiness in the world., and when we commiserate with each othe we find connection and the wisdom to pull ourselves up and carry on! So Be It from a women!

    April 23, 2010
  2. Sharyn #

    Erica Jong, author
    Everyone has talent. What is rare is the courage to follow the talent to the dark place where it leads. Women are stronger than men! They collide with the Universe, yet prevail to go on. Men STOP and think, then the world become an unreality. Men become too powerminded, and that separates them from the women. Women LOVE more without expectations. They go for the Gold where it truly lies, within themselves. We practice too much despair as it is. We need more postive happiness in the world., and when we commiserate with each other we find connection and the wisdom to pull ourselves up and carry on! So Be It from a women!

    April 23, 2010
  3. There is a certain solace in despair, but I think you have to be a masochist to appreciate it. The important thing is to take pleasure in the moment, I think, and keep both happiness and despair at arm’s length. I don’t trust either one.

    April 24, 2010
  4. I’ve needed to despair of certain ideas and relationships, and I’ve found a brief comfort in that despair followed by a hint of hope. So I trust despair in a way I’d never trust discouragement.

    But I don’t read your post as a last word, as something definitive. It’s more like a lamentation to me, despite its warning against lamenting. As a lamentation, it moves me, and I feel its strength, strength like a woman’s.

    Your site’s new look is also strong and beautiful.

    April 24, 2010
  5. DiamondLil #

    I’m intrigued that you equate philosophy, religion, and metaphysics, with hatred of the body and embodiment, with escape, and therefore with women.

    But yes, the scrabbling for happiness can cause such despair. Understanding when we are in pain and being able to sit with it, expressing our joy and reveling in it, without attaching ourselves to either, this is my goal. This is the knowledge that brought me out of depression.

    It was taught to me by a wave. The wave that came up and licked my toes and then went back to the sea, to be replaced by another wave that, too, rushed forward, paused for a moment, and slipped away again. Each forming. Each retreating. Each being replaced by the next. Coming. Going. Coming. Going.

    April 26, 2010

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