pensive & musing

you were you and i was i; we were two before our time. i was yours before i knew and you have always been mine too

anything worth doing is worth failing at

my heart is too bruised and i want to keep the pain as a reminder. i don't want sunlight on it. i don't want it to heal. because if it does, i might be tempted to use it again.

i go to seek the Great Perhaps

i took no time with the fall

stories are compasses and architecture, we navigate by them, we build our sanctuaries and our prisons out of them, and to be without a story is to be lost in the vastness of a world that spreads in all directions like arctic tundra or sea ice

the future is dark, which is the best thing the future can be...

i am willing to be slayed in that way

of course it is happening inside your head..., but why on earth should that mean that it is not real?

you are scored on my heart

i have a lot of faith. but i am also afraid a lot, and have no real certainty about anything...the opposite of faith is not doubt, but certainty.  certainty is missing the point entirely. faith includes noticing the mess, the emptiness and discomfort, and letting it be there until some light returns.