we are here.
there is no
cause or effect––
no comfortable
explanation.
if we say
“curse,” if
we say “blessing,”
we are trying to
paint a word mural
on an utterly
transparent,
non-existent
wall.
the way is
not to feel
bad or good,
but to
feel.
not to judge
but to
see.
&, although
advice, can’t
matter–– don’t
worry.
the less we
hold on to;
the more
sacred the
dream.