In its ascent, love, without losing order, loses measure and finds intoxication. - Jan von Ruysbroeck
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| The Ecstasy of St. Theresa by Giovanni Bernini |
In all things we desire to, at least in nascent form, arrive at completeness, whether that being completing a task or being completely drunk. Our society is all or nothing, or apathy all around. We ascend mountains or the corporate ladder; either way it is measurable. The ascent of Divine Love, though, is like diving into the depths of space. It may seem measurable but relationally it loses all measurement, and that is where true intoxication (i.e. completion) occurs.
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