We must embrace pain and burn it as fuel for our journey. (One disappointment – you’re under the bus.)

It was mostly because the material was so hot that it deformed the blogging whenever Dewey directly came at it, his project, which is to connect with that which is unchanging and unchangeable, the tragic dimension of life.

And so, layer by layer, he built up the masks, a cathedral out of rubble. Like with papier-mâché, strip after strip, molding ever more lifelike features to perform the otherwise unperformable personal drama.”


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