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#you’re socialized to accept faults in our skin

Does not everything depend on our interpretation of the silence around us?

Each time you open a book and read it, A tree smiles knowing there’s life after death

Lighthouses don’t go running all over an island looking for boats to save; they just stand there shining.

One year, I taught this (Sociological theory) class and only used female writers. The journals were written by women, the textbook was written by females. Do you know what kind of responses I got on my student evaluations that year? {…} That I was biased, that I was only looking from one point of view… that I was basically a man eater. That’s the kind of things I’d get from the students… The semester before, I used only male writers. Do you think I got any kind of feedback like that then?

Isn’t it relaxing? Just seeing the snow quietly flow down, makes you calm.

I saw right through him But I still thought of him as a solid being Someone who could pick me up when I’m down But when I fell to the ground, He couldn’t pick me up He was invisible now Not just see through He wasn’t around anymore But I could feel him everywhere