As we live, we are transmitters of life.And when we fail to transmit life, life fails to flow through us.That is part of the mystery of sex, it is a flow onwards. Sexless people transmit nothing.And if, as we work, we can transmit life into our work,life, still more life, rushes into us to compensate, to be readyand we ripple with life through the days.Even if it is a woman making an apply dumpling, or a man a stool,if life goes into the pudding, good is the puddinggood is the stool,content is the woman, with fresh life rippling in to her,content is the man.Give, and it shall be given unto youis still the truth about life.But giving life is not so easy.It doesn't mean handing it out to some mean fool, or letting the livingdead eat you up.It means kindling the life-quality where it was not,even if it's only in the whiteness of a washed pocket-handkerchief.
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