Category: For the Despairing

  • A letter to my younger self

    by Anima Pundeer, first published on the TAT Forum: https://tatfoundation.org/tat-forum-archives/forum2020-07.htm#4 Hello anima, I understand that you are at that point in life where any hope of finding happiness ever again seems unlikely. Life has become a burden. Even the slightest ray of ‘hope’ right now feels painful. You just want to disappear forever. Not having…

  • Love (III) by George Herbert

    Love bade me welcome. Yet my soul drew back Guilty of dust and sin. But quick-eyed Love, observing me grow slack From my first entrance in, Drew nearer to me, sweetly questioning, If I lacked any thing. A guest, I answered, worthy to be here: Love said, You shall be he. I the unkind, ungrateful?…

  • I Have Happened

    β€œThe first reason why I am interested in my identity is that I have happened. I have occurred, and I needn’t have occurred. I could have missed the bus of existence. Do you remember all those spermatozoa rushing to the ovum? I won’t go into the biodetails, but I turned out to be “me” on…