Stop Trying To Know Everything
Existence unfolds far beyond the boundary of my body or anything I can claim as mine. It is composed of surprises, good and bad. It’s a true mystery — half the record is redacted.
Existence unfolds far beyond the boundary of my body or anything I can claim as mine. It is composed of surprises, good and bad. It’s a true mystery — half the record is redacted.
If you only knew. In you, I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder, the universe displayed. Don’t put your eyes down, you’re not to blame. I know there are stories you can’t explain.
To be sad, grieving, struggling, lost, or hopeless is part of natural human life. In the dark night something of your makeup comes to an end—your ego, your self, your creativeness, your meaning.
Bullying is the most prevalent form of abuse among adolescents in Western countries. Friends, victims previously trusted, turn against them and become part of the gang. They stand in the way of love.
Everyone is pretending to be in a state of oh-so-cool, constant abundance. But this place reflects a shallow materialism, a copycat version of something cheap. It’s the trade-off for pristine streets and the greenest green landscapes. They sell safety and status. But you can’t take an uninterrupted breath here. Petty ordinances, unchecked property taxes,
When you can’t feel, can’t love, can’t forgive. Can’t buy, can’t sleep, can’t get high or low. Can’t get near enough or far enough away from anyone. Can’t take care of yourself. Can’t fix it. You will change.