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“Christ died for our sins. Dare we make his martyrdom meaningless by not committing them?”
—Jules Feiffer, quote cited by Warren Allen Smith in Who's Who in Hell |
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Life...
"Life is a series of natural and spontaneous changes. Don't resist them - that only creates sorrow. Let reality be reality. Let things flow naturally forward in whatever way they like." - Lao Tzu |
Pass On by Michael Lee
When searching for the lost remember eight things. 1. We are vessels. We are circuit boards swallowing the electricity of life upon birth. It wheels through us creating every moment, the pulse of a story, the soft hums of labor and love. In our last moment it will come rushing from our chests and be given back to the wind. When we die. We go everywhere. 2. Newton said energy is neither created nor destroyed. In the halls of my middle school I can still hear my friend Stephen singing his favorite song. In the gymnasium I can still hear the way he dribbled that basketball like it was a mallet and the earth was a xylophone. With an ear to the Atlantic I can hear the Titanic’s band playing her to sleep, Music. Wind. Music. Wind. 3. The day my grandfather passed away there was the strongest wind, I could feel his gentle hands blowing away from me. I knew then they were off to find someone who needed them more than I did. On average 1.8 people on earth die every second. There is always a gust of wind somewhere. 4. The day Stephen was murdered everything that made us love him rushed from his knife wounds as though his chest were an auditorium his life an audience leaving single file. Every ounce of him has been wrapping around this world in a windstorm I have been looking for him for 9 years. 5. Our bodies are nothing more than hosts to a collection of brilliant things. When someone dies I do not weep over polaroids or belongings, I begin to look for the lightning that has left them, I feel out the strongest breeze and take off running. 6. After 9 years I found Stephen. I passed a basketball court in Boston the point guard dribbled like he had a stadium roaring in his palms Wilt Chamberlain pumping in his feet, his hands flashing like x-rays, a cross-over, a wrap-around rewinding, turn-tables cracking open, camera-men turn flash bulbs to fireworks. Seven games and he never missed a shot, his hands were luminous. Pulsing. Pulsing. I asked him how long he’d been playing, he said nine 9 years 7. The theory of six degrees of separation was never meant to show how many people we can find, it was a set of directions for how to find the people we have lost. I found your voice Stephen, found it in a young boy in Michigan who was always singing, his lungs flapping like sails I found your smile in Australia, a young girls teeth shining like the opera house in your neck, I saw your one true love come to life on the asphalt of Boston. 8. We are not created or destroyed, we are constantly transferred, shifted and renewed. Everything we are is given to us. Death does not come when a body is too exhausted to live Death comes, because the brilliance inside us can only be contained for so long. We do not die. We pass on, pass on the lightning burning through our throats. when you leave me I will not cry for you I will run into the strongest wind I can find and welcome you home... |
When the storm is over...
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Loving reminder...
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Power...
Mastering others is strength. Mastering yourself is true power... - Lao Tzu |
Warrior <3
“Only as a warrior can one withstand the path of knowledge. A warrior cannot complain or regret anything. His life is an endless challenge, and challenges cannot possibly be good or bad. Challenges are simply challenges.” - Carlos Castaneda |
Thrive...
“If you swim effortlessly in the deep oceans, ride the waves to and from the shore, if you can breathe under water and dine on the deep treasures of the seas; mark my words, those who dwell on the rocks carrying nets will try to reel you into their catch. The last thing they want is for you to thrive in your habitat because they stand in their atmosphere where they beg and gasp for some air.” - C. JoyBell C. |
“Grief takes many forms, including the absence of grief.”
― Alison Bechdel |
That is a strange phenomenon, people pretending to be other people. —Adam Sandberg
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We certainly began the process as suspects of a crime, and the tables got turned and we ended up victims of a crime.
—Josh Schaffer (Houston lawyer, hired by Planned Parenthood) after a grand jury in Harris County, Texas, not only cleared Planned Parenthood's Gulf Coast affiliate but also indicted the two anti-abortion activists, David Daleiden and Sandra Merritt, who had prompted the probe in the first place. |
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“And yet she hadn't the air of a woman whose life had been touched by uncertainty or suffering. Pain, fear, and grief were things that left their mark on people. Even love, that exquisite torturing emotion, left its subtle traces on the countenance.”
― Nella Larsen, Passing |
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one hand on time & one hand on me I feel the density between us it is beautiful and exhausting ©copyright2016-Jardine |
Corporate criminals routinely escape meaningful prosecution for their misconduct.
—The conclusion of Elizabeth Warren's recently released report examining 20 of the worst federal enforcement failures in 2015. |
Seek the wisdom that will untie your knot. Seek the path that demands your whole being. ~ Rumi |
'The Load of Kale Plants' by May Blair.
I went to the fair, that being held in the town On the fifth day of May, in the year forty-five A very fine day for the bees for to hive. Being young and undaunted my fortune to advance, I went to the fair with a load of kale plants, And up the Main Street, before Robinson’s Mart I lowered my cart with a proud beating heart. There were pamphreys and Dutch, and curleys so sweet, And rousing drumheads that grow up like a leek. There were cow kale, pull early boys, eat while you’re able And pickle for dressing the gentleman’s table. Now my plants were all sold, I wished them long life, I have nothing to do but look out for a wife. The ladies I’ll view, I’ll mark all their points, I’ll not take a wife that is stiff in the joints. |
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