Once, a long time ago, where there was nature and earth, life and water, I saw a desert landscape that was unending, resembling some sort of crater. So devoid of reason and light and spirit that the mind could not grasp it on any sort of conscious level and if you came close the mind would reel backward, unable to take it in.

It was a vision so clear and real and vital to me that in its purity it was almost abstract. This was what I could understand, this was how I used to live my life, what I constructed my movement around, how I dealt with the tangible.

This was the geography around which my reality once revolved: it did not occur to me that people were good or that a man was capable of change or that the world could be a better place through one’s taking pleasure in a feeling or a look or a gesture, of receiving another person’s love or kindness.

Nothing was affirmative, the term “generosity of spirit” applied to nothing, was a cliché, was some kind of bad joke. Sex was mathematics. Individuality was no longer an issue.

What did intelligence signify? Define reason. Desire—meaningless. Intellect was not a cure. Justice was dead. Fear, recrimination, innocence, sympathy, guilt, waste, failure, grief, were things, emotions that no one really felt anymore.

Reflection was useless, the world was senseless. God was not alive. Love could not be trusted. Surface, surface, surface was all that anyone could find meaning in. This was civilization as I saw it, colossal and jagged.

Then I saw my daughter’s face for the first time. And nothing in my world was ever the same again :)

Isn’t she lovely
Isn’t she wonderful
Isn’t she precious
Less than one minute old
I never thought through love we'd be
Making one as lovely as she
But isn't she lovely, made from love

Isn’t she pretty
Truly the angel’s best
Boy, I’m so happy
We have been Heaven blessed
I can’t believe what God has done
Through us He’s given life to one
But isn’t she lovely, made from love
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