Escaping ego

 

when we escape like squirrels...

When we get out of the glass bottles of our ego
and when we escape like squirrels turning in the
cages of our personality and get into the forests again, we shall shiver with cold and fright but things will happen to us so that we don’t know
ourselves.
Cool, unlying life will rush in,
and passion will make our bodies taut with power,
we shall stamp our feet with new power
and old things will fall down,
we shall laugh, and institutions will curl up like
burnt paper.

D.H. Lawrence