I’m thinking… that it never pays — or pays well to just ‘BE’ing You. All of US who speak our unique truths… spilling our blood source in self-speak… stylized Higher-Glyphs… As “High as Jesus” — who [in a certain context] it didn’t pay well to be Him… The cost of our ‘Trill’ trilling can take our life… No real exchange on the open (?) Marketplace… Know this; Just to breathe, to rasp out our angsty feely feels is priceless. No one can do this for us. We must honor ourselves always in this way. And the other ‘JC’ implored us to “Follow Our Bliss”… is this what truly saves us?…keeps us…swaddles us… Who promised a rose garden for the toilers in soul-work? We all are… the Rose Garden, each rose by every name it is us… And doth does grow the garden in all its variety, in this and that afterlife…This is the wealth we possess always, effortlessly, real, uncompromised.

special mentions to Heather Nann who ‘rec’ed me early in this game… <smile>

And YOU Tim, How your writing scares the remaining fear-of-life out of me. So potent as a magical elixir changing tin into not-tin…