Exceptional beauty, richness
are evoked by disorders of the flesh.

If the attracting light of those disorders
is the sign of a summit,
this summit is only open to chance;
the virtue to which a moral goal is normally proposed
is on the contrary set aside,
made ridiculous.

–excerpt On Nietzsche, Notes, by Georges Bataille, p. 253

Valentines day! 

Today we celebrate love, the wild serendipity of discovery, the relationship of opposites.

Eros is the Greek god of love and sex.

In Hesiod’s Theogony (c. 700 BC), the most ancient of all Greek sources, Eros (the god of love) was the fourth god to come into existence, coming after Chaos, Gaia (the Earth), and Tartarus (the abyss)  – wikipedia

Should we wonder that Cupid’s arrow causes a wound?  A god born from chaos, earth and the abyss…  Without question over the arc of a long term relationship one incurs lacerations.  And at the inception, are we not all intoxicated by romance, as if struck down by an arrow?  What does the future hold?  Who can say?  The future will certainly depend upon chance.  Always.

Nevertheless go ahead, step up and throw the dice!

That which we hardly dared think possible, — the body itself tells you, tells me, the summit is visible ahead…