So did I depart from Treasure Island somewhat perplexed by the sudden appearance of the notion that feeling is a feminine quality. For once my plane was in the air, I grew increasingly concerned about these spontaneous references of mine to feeling as she or her, as if my body were inhabited by another person [...]
A Different Kind of Sentinel by Sir E. J. Drury II A review Having survived the war in Vietnam, without physical injury to himself, the author “had nonetheless incurred the deeper wounds of a house divided against itself.” As a child, had not he experienced his real father’s schizophrenia and, later, his stepfather’s alcoholism as [...]
Oddly enough, I needed my pain as much as this crutch needed me, as I had the distinct feeling Nature was driving me to lose my self in some yet unknown task. If only I could let go of my self, long enough to taste how it felt to forget about oneself, I believed I [...]
