The way of love is not
a subtle argument.
The door there
is devastation.
Birds make great sky-circles
of their freedom.
How do they learn it?
They fall, and falling,
they’re given wings.
—Rumi
The way of love is not
a subtle argument.
The door there
is devastation.
Birds make great sky-circles
of their freedom.
How do they learn it?
They fall, and falling,
they’re given wings.
—Rumi
the moon
—Glue Sniffer
Your rubber I’m glue You bounce I’ll stick to you
—walt whitman
—Pandemonium
For all the feelings I catch I know life can go fast
So while I’m here I do my best to just live it and laugh
Every feeling that slips I know there’s no coming back
So while I’m here I do my best to just enjoy where I’m at
You could be at war in Iraq, breathing toxic gas
Homeless unfortunate feenin’ for killer cracks
Could be frozen paralyzed, wheelchairs and broken backs
You’re hear living life, so just enjoy it where you at
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today i woke up, more awake than i have felt in years. not concerned with anything, no tears, i’m done with that shit