#uncompromising

Acker was, in a word, uncompromising. This was the theme of her life. She was a stranger to satisfaction. She was unable, or unwilling, to compromise over anything, from the incendiary subject matter of her books to the kinds of food she ate. This was, of course, both a strength and weakness. It enabled her to write the way she wanted, but it blinded her, occasionally, to the deficiencies of her work. It gave her entry to and prominence in rarefied cultural worlds, but it also made her paranoid, self-sabotaging, and impossible. Like all extremists, she was susceptible to caricature—of other people’s ideas, of her own, of other people’s images, of her own. As the philosopher McKenzie Wark put it, “Being Kathy Acker was not an easy thing.”

Again I do love them. Just because my loving them is desiring them to stop something that is going to harm them in the long run doesn't make it any less love.

I belive that come the time you die you will be face to face with God, and I want that time to be the best for everyone. But it won't be for everyone.

If you choose sin over God, who died for you, then that's your choice. I desire for everyone to know God and to know His love before death, so you don't spend eternity in anguish separated from Him.

My acceptance of your lifestyle (letting it go on with no words of warning) will kill not only you, but myself because I will have spiritually compromised my soul in disobedience to God.

I can't understand how a lifestyle with so many studies about how harmful it really is emotionally, mentally, and especially physically is still celebrated and encouraged. So strange.