The damaged souls are always the most alluring ones. It is because in the transparent presence of their pain and their suffering that we recognise our own pain and suffering, that itch we just can’t scratch, that fact of eternal dissolution and interior emptiness that we never can accept. It is often easier to allow someone else’s pain into your world as a concept than it is to admit your own pain and fundamental misfit disconnect with the world. For this reason we are bound to worship the broken gods of our own desires.
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A Fascination with Broken Things
Broken things and imperfect people are often far more interesting than are complete and whole ones…
