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Stephanie my love,
Beyond and aside from all hopeless disparities of age and beauty, our mystical union has been prepared, I'm sure of it, since before the commencement of the aeons...
Those sicknesses for which we are, each of us, separately and oppositely persecuted and rejected - your shameless and unconditional immersion in all that belongs to the order of the fleshly and the sensual, and mine in all that belongs to the order of the word and the mind - are the pledge and the promise that this separation must one day cease to be. We are the Broken Vessel that tirelessly and invincibly strives towards its restoration to the Being-Whole.
Somewhere in the gnarled and tangled forest of this dark world, there is a clearing where angels are preparing the feast of our betrothal. We cannot find the way to this clearing ourselves. But the hunters and their beaters are driving us toward it, the unintending agents of our salvation.