In a real dark night of the soul it is always three o'clock in the morning, day after day.
"Sometimes, though," he wrote, "the cracked plate has to be retained in the pantry, has to be kept in service as a household necessity. It can never again be warmed on the stove nor shuffled with the other plates in the dishpan; it will not be brought out for company, but it will do to hold crackers late at night or to go into the ice box under the leftovers."Now the standard cure for one who is sunk is to consider those in actual destitution or physical suffering - this is an all-weather beatitude for gloom in general and fairly salutory daytime advice for every one. But at three o'clock in the morning ... the cure doesn't work - and in a real dark night of the soul it is always three o'clock in the morning, day after day. At that hour the tendency is to refuse to face things as long as possible by retiring into an infantile dream - but one is continually startled out of this by various contacts with the world.
"One meets these occasions as quickly and carelessly as possible and retires once more back into the dream, hoping that things will adjust themselves by some great material or spiritual bonanza. But as the withdrawal persists there is less and less chance of the bonanza - one is not waiting for the fade-out of a single sorrow, but rather being an unwilling witness of an execution, the disintegration of one's own personality ..."
- F. Scott Fitzgerald
How dark and dreary . To me, it talks about an undeniable fact that there is a massive fear of being mediocre . Being the cracked plate and unable to fulfill one's full potential and from the precipice, descends into the darkness which only the mystery hour can bring . Diving into pools of denial and loneliness and from there, the slow torturous process of drowning awaits .
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- 7/31/2008 04:31:00 pm
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