9. conversation with the sparrow in the woods ?
reese, light of my life -
so this one is rly weird. i was in a weird mood and thinking about this post and wanted to write something just SO esoteric and the world was a dumpster fire so i just like, wanted to work out what i was feeling. this is written in typewriter font, which tumblr won’t convey, so just imagine that with this snippet (tw blood):
ME: does bleeding make us holy?
SPARROW: blood is holy because it gives you life
ME: do you think that means bleeding spreads god into a pool around us? or are we simply slowly losing our breath?
SPARROW: i think that martyrs and saints don’t mean anything to the dead and mean everything to the living. i think the dead are relieved of cares. i think people that are dead that had good left to do, and that that is a shame