| If these people who crave distress felt the strength inside
themselves to benefit themselves and to do something for themselves internally,
then they would also know how to create for themselves, internally, their
very own authentic distress. Then their inventions might be more refined
and their satisfactions might sound like good music, while at present
they fill the world with their clamor about distress and all too often
introduce into it the feeling of distress. They do not know what to do
with themselves—and therefore paint the distress of others
on the wall; they always need others! And continually other others!—Pardon
me, my friends, I have ventured to paint my
happiness on the wall. |