As we know, love needs re-inventing.
----Arthur Rimbaud
( A season in hell, Hallucinations 1)

To love is to struggle, beyond solitude, with everything in the world that can animate existance. This world where I see for myself the fount of happiness my being with someone else brings. "I love you becomes: in this world there is the fount you are for my life. In the water from this fount, I see our bliss, yours first. As in Mallarme's poem, I see :





"In the wave you become
Your naked ecstasy."
----Alain Badiou
(Famous French marxist philosopher)