"that realm we know only dimly but tell ourselves, in our error, that we know well."

At American Digest, Gerard Vanderleun writes

the Politics of life are easy. It’s the Poetics of life that are tough.

...Politics is the great game of our globe. It is now and always has been the only blood sport played well by both warriors and wimps.

...All of that is hard and difficult and, more often than not, splits parties, factions, families and friends right down to the living bone. It is played in real time and with live ammunition. But none of it is mysterious. In the end, it involves only the process of politics and, while the rules may be at times obscure, they can still be described and codified.

Not so the changes in the darkest realm of our lives; that realm we know only dimly but tell ourselves, in our error, that we know well. This is the realm of the human heart; a place where change comes more slowly than wisdom accrues and rolls below our conscious minds like a deep, underground river into which we have drilled, through the bedrock of our lives, the wells of love and the wells of hate.

Read the whole thing here.