Where would we be if we were one without a self? Perhaps our kitchens would be less dated; our calendars would be slashed with checks and thorough lines. The women in line at the deli counter would struggle for some cash and reverence, pay up on gas and tobacco. The little boy on 6th street would notContinue reading “Without A Self”
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More Than Me
If to feel is the only thing that’s real what’s my house doing catching on fire from my thoughts alone? We all want to know whether right and wrong can fit together under one roof and yet we sing on in the rain free of dreams and promises only embracing the chance toContinue reading “More Than Me”
A Question
Why can’t people see it? Life’s purpose is not to sit and wait for answers; It is to live in them, in the love that unites all. June 27, 2014