WORK - A Second Note on Quality

i	But the Humans want to live in aliveness. Oh so badly And they want to stop feeling disconnected And so fucking lonely.
ii	They must match, in themselves [a] The force of life itself ~ By and through which It, for a time, resists entropy; [b] They must reach for and find quality.
iii	The Human who does not resist Entropy of their soul Brinks on suicide.
iv	The Humans who do not find quality For themselves and Each other, Leap off the precipice Together.
v	Quality, the divine, soulfulness Takes time Takes work There are no shortcuts There is no substitute.
vi	The person who dedicates their life To the slow acquisition of soul To resisting the erosion of aliveness To the labour of finding quality, Is an artist.

The Art Monk