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To kick things off ->
A friend of mine gifted me the book Ka: The Stories of Mind and the Gods of India by Roberto Calasso. On the inside cover he quoted Daksha, one of Hinduism's ancient rishis, regarding the man's opposition to the marriage between his daughter Sati (the incarnation of the Goddess) & Shiva (Destroyer, Lord of Animals, God of the liminal space between Chaos & Order):
'This man who has come, this stranger, this woman-stealer, this enemy of our rules and rites, this wanderer who loves the ashes of the dead, who speaks of things divine to the lowest of the low, this man who sometimes seems crazy, who has something obscene about him, who grows his hair long as a girl's, who bedecks himself with bones, who laughs and cries for no reason - Why should I give She-Who-Is to someone who, every time I see him, seems to me the opposite of everything I wanted to be myself, of everything I wanted life to be?
Why did I compose so many rites, so many words, why did I generate She-Who-Is, just to have everything stolen from me one day by the one who is its living negation?"
A friend of mine gifted me the book Ka: The Stories of Mind and the Gods of India by Roberto Calasso. On the inside cover he quoted Daksha, one of Hinduism's ancient rishis, regarding the man's opposition to the marriage between his daughter Sati (the incarnation of the Goddess) & Shiva (Destroyer, Lord of Animals, God of the liminal space between Chaos & Order):
'This man who has come, this stranger, this woman-stealer, this enemy of our rules and rites, this wanderer who loves the ashes of the dead, who speaks of things divine to the lowest of the low, this man who sometimes seems crazy, who has something obscene about him, who grows his hair long as a girl's, who bedecks himself with bones, who laughs and cries for no reason - Why should I give She-Who-Is to someone who, every time I see him, seems to me the opposite of everything I wanted to be myself, of everything I wanted life to be?
Why did I compose so many rites, so many words, why did I generate She-Who-Is, just to have everything stolen from me one day by the one who is its living negation?"