Stalking Cupid

Today, allow me to treat you to Ron Ellison‘s “brilliantly dark” concept of hunting Cupid.

I share it as a sliver of a shred of evidence that I’m not squeamish. That I value disturbingly deep human darkness. That positivism ignores more than half of our intelligence.

I typed up Ron’s work and navigated it straight past Kickstarter into the hands of a proper publishing company (usually, since everyone writes poetry, you have to win multiple contests before they’ll even look.)

Ron’s art is raw, vast, and lonely.
It’s psychedelic and profound.
It’s scary, scared, and magnetic in its masculine vulnerability.

Like stealthily stalking Cupid to stop love’s repeated stings:

And it took its own antidote to get it out there in the world… solidarity, love, connection, faith in him…
Ron’s fans brought that part, but not personally enough for him to rely on it.
I had the honor of loving him beyond that gap.

I got into the hole with him.

(Com)Passion without Pity

The skilled engineers and gifted techs I work with are always amazed at how comfortably I join them in their darkest, loneliest places without sustaining any damage, or shaming them. I’m no stranger to the places where scared/scary emotions and nihilistic ideas come from.

I’m neither overpowered by, nor dismissive of their formidable power.

My faith in you includes all of you. Add deep respect and humor, and I’m told I bring something rare and healing.