Suddenly, she heard a loud bang, a thump and a scream that caused her to jump from the bed. The hair on the back of her neck stood straight up and her body became one big goosebump.
This human need for mysticism _ surrender to an unknown truth, union _ stands at the helm of all romantic feeling. It is, in essence, the same intimacy known in a mother__ arms; in those who are deprived of the experience, the need freezes and, distorted, it can rent a life. All addiction has as its foundation skewed yearning for the same transcendence. For me, the spell of the material was broken by my brother__ death; after his suicide, all I wanted was the renewal of my connection to the intangible.
Mama: Dispatches from the Frontline of Love
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This human need for mysticism _ surrender to an unknown truth, union _ stands at the helm of all romantic feeling. It is, in essence, the same intimacy known in a mother__ arms; in those who are deprived of the experience, the need freezes and, distorted, it can rent a life. All addiction has as its foundation skewed yearning for the same transcendence. For me, the spell of the material was broken by my brother__ death; after his suicide, all I wanted was the renewal of my connection to the intangible.
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