I live inside this deformed world, where meaning got wasted in decay. Wherever I look, there is another stub of motivation, a relic of a slaughtered cause who scratches on the inner sky. Did you get anything? My superficial ways could seed desolation, but I’m striving not to let them; I have too few footholds… Continue reading A drop
The problem is that after you calm down and meditate, after you understand everybody and nurture all your compassion feelings because “you get it”, people are still people. After you forgive and understand yourself, after you let go of the past and feel the connection to the present and wonder at the mystery of the… Continue reading Everything needs to be explained and everything is there to fill a void.