On those dayswhere everything is lostwhere no bird comes to the windowwhere I am not sitting on a volcanowhere the wind is not with me,
The reliefof allowingthe truththat I am not the onemaking all of this happenthat I am and always have beenpart of a webof friends and neighbours and strangersthat I do not have to knoweverythingthat I can say ‘I do not know’that all the harshnessand the struggleand the painwas hung on a liethat…
Burn the house downleave nothing to chance
Take everything outsideand set it on fire
Pour salt on the ashesand cover them in dieselthen burn them again
Being loving brings happiness.Being unloving brings nothing.
Staying true is hard. For everyone.
Bring water to the thirsty.Bring love to the unloving.
If you want to be happy,being loving always helps.
If you can’t be loving,then it helps to remember thatbeing loving always helps.
I will not move until you hit your markand when you doin gloryI shall call your name.
Be surethat every maybe is a no.And know that you will feelmy yesin every…
it’s hard to be clear about being clear, because when something’s clear, there’s nothing there.
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