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hourly excerpts from the writings of franz wright 💌

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And let me ask you this: the dead, where aren't they?

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Rilke in one of his letters said Christ is a pointing, a finger pointing at something, and we are like dogs who keep barking and lunging at the hand.

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Formerly, in the first forests it was strange if you happened to run into somebody you did not know; now it is so strange meeting someone you do.

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I don't want to sleep with you. I want to wake up with you, when I was sick in bed.

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I lived as a monster, my only hope is to die like a child.

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We love one another. We don't really know anyone well, but we love one another.

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You gave me in secret one thing to perceive, the tall blue starry strangeness of being here at all.

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There's this pew at the back that's been waiting for you all your life, like your death bed.

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There is a power that wants me to love.

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God can do what is impossible, but God can only do what is impossible. Sad incurable gift.

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The world is not illusory, we are.

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Someone in Hell is sitting beside you on the train. Somebody burning unnoticed walks past you in the street.

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We'll talk when you grow up and I am dead.

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This morning I watered the flower, extremely impressive in a monster.

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But who was I, so clearly it appeared to me that there was something else than what I saw? Who did I imagine I was, that things as they are, reality as God gave it, was not enough for me?

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And still it stands, the question

not how begin again, but rather Why?

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You can't choose where you come from. But looking down into the white face I knew one day I would have to choose Heaven.

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OK I was insane but how insane can someone be I thought, I did not know you then.

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You gave me in secret one thing to perceive, the tall blue starry strangeness of being here at all.

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At ten I turned you into a religion.