Wednesday, April 11, 2012

love & some verses

[rushdie, satanic verse]


To get his mind off the subject of love and desire, he studied, becoming an omnivorous autodidact, devouring the metamorphic myths of Greece and Rome, the avatars of Jupiter, the boy who became a flower, the spider-woman, Circe, everything; and the theosophy of Annie Besant, and unified field theory, and the incident of the Satanic Verses in the early career of the prophet, and the politics of Muhammad's harem after his return to Mecca in triumph; and the surrealism of the newspapers, in which butterflies could fly into young girls' mouths, asking to be consumed, and children were born with no faces, and young boys dreamed in impossible detail of earlier incarnations, for instance in a golden fortress filled with precious stones. 
He filled himself up with God-Knows-What, but he could not deny, in the small hours of the insomniac nights, that he was full of something that had never been used, that he did not know how to begin to use, that is, love.  In his dreams he was tormented by women of unbearable sweetness and beauty, so he preferred to stay awake and force himself to rehearse some parts of his general knowledge in order to blot out the tragic feeling of being endowed with a larger-than-usual capacity for love,
without a single person on earth to offer it to."                 

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