the moon's favors: "This is a story about women's bodies and women's pleasure and women's sexuality... and it is overwhelmingly driven by men."

2012/05/31

"This is a story about women's bodies and women's pleasure and women's sexuality... and it is overwhelmingly driven by men."

"It" being the movie in question. Review: Hysteria.

(Of course I'll see it. I love Maggie.)

What gets me is the the insincerity of it all. "Sexuality." The way were're cut in pieces, becoming parts, like buckets of fried chicken. I want my life whole, gathered up and carried with me: at its end, my heart (your heart) will open up, full -- given back like golden light and ready to fill again.

Words whisper, carrying more than one might know, hypostases, rather than mere understanding. Words grow from roots, spawn families, travel and mingle, get lost, get found, and often marry the strangest bedfellows. Like our bodies, our ideas, and our culture, words evolve, handed down to us from a place beyond memory. As the warp and woof of language, words possess the magic to shape the immaterial into the solid things of psyche ~From my intro to AO's The Archives of the Heart

The Platonic tradition may be likened to an underground river that from time to time sends up a spring; wherever its waters flow, the soul is reborn, and with it the conception of intellectual form, the beautiful, and true art.~ Kathleen Raine