The Smell of Rain on Dust: Grief and Praise
Pets began as an attempt to ritually remember and be responsible to what feeds us and what we must kill to live.
Martín Prechtel • The Smell of Rain on Dust: Grief and Praise
when you turn to leave the beach, don’t turn around and look back at the sea or where you gave your grief to the sea, or some of your grief will freeze onto you again and follow you back home.
Martín Prechtel • The Smell of Rain on Dust: Grief and Praise
grief, like a welcome rainstorm on parched sand, is not an illness, but a primordial institution of the human soul.
Martín Prechtel • The Smell of Rain on Dust: Grief and Praise
Praise is not a goal, but the constant purpose of being alive. We praise by ritual, by walking, by grieving, by eating, by kissing the babies, by admiring the conniving bull snake
Martín Prechtel • The Smell of Rain on Dust: Grief and Praise
Having lost the natural world as our mother, we modern people are all orphans.
Martín Prechtel • The Smell of Rain on Dust: Grief and Praise
The reason, I think, most personal grief goes untended and left to other generations to mitigate is because people don’t trust the world they live in to hold them in those times, and let them be messy and unusual long enough for grief to happen.
Martín Prechtel • The Smell of Rain on Dust: Grief and Praise
It is not love that makes the human world go around: it is definitely fear from a limited vision of life.
Martín Prechtel • The Smell of Rain on Dust: Grief and Praise
Praise was the only nutrient we humans had to give to that which gave us life,
Martín Prechtel • The Smell of Rain on Dust: Grief and Praise
as a group they were also put in charge of taking good care of the souls of all those enemies they had personally killed,