There are many ways of breaking a heart. Stories were full of hearts broken by love,
but what really broke a heart was taking away its dream - whatever that dream might be.
Pearl S. Buck

Sunday, January 6

My brain is saying WRITE

And since I don't know where to go with that, here is where i am!

Modern day revolutionaries have become just as judgmental as the powers they are trying to rise above. Tolerance in the US has become as instantaneous as a BIC lighter and as characteristic as WalMart. Their offers of hope are vacant at best, but they still have a huge ego. I am not sure I could do any better, but I sure as hell wouldn't be any worse.

Why is it we aren't utilizing the 2000 years of wisdom that has come before us? We call ourselves evolved and yet we all battle in our own skins in EACH moment? I see the beauty of how many are willing to attend to others, giving everything, and expecting nothing. And I question why there is such an imbalance. 

I am a warrior for the light, and not the dark. I seek the dark to understand its obsession, and share with it the light it needs, for I can NOT move forward until that is accomplished. Isn't all any of us want is peace? and or piece of mind? And yet so many of us TEAR at each other with reckless abandon out of fear and instinct. That may be a very base way of seeing reality.  

or maybe this is all some kind of acid flashback, and I am the walrus... 

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