The Human Creature is a Lonely Being: An Early Christmas Card by Christopher Caldwell

for Richard Eberhart We hurt. All crippled bones and ineffectual complacency. This is the human creature. Fear, the root. And you, fearless, are a liar. It will catch you in the end. This fear. This death waiting. Touch or smiling silence the true gift within this lonely press. No other life than this. New death. Old birth. Your efforts are soul in action. Move swiftly while death blinks.

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