Wistful Wisps of Wonder

I believe that words are strong, that they can overwhelm what we fear when fear seems more awful than life is good.

It is always important to know when something has reached its end. Closing circles, shutting doors, finishing chapters, it doesn’t matter what we call it; what matters is to leave in the past those moments in life that are over.

Borderlines create the vicious circles they fear most. They become angry and drive the relationship to the breaking point, then switch to a posture of helplessness and contrition, beg for reconciliation. If both parties are equally enmeshed, chaos and conflict become the soul of the relationship.

So I placed my heart under lock and key To take some time, and take care of me But I turn around and you’re standing here.

I’m proud to be a freak of nature.

There are souls, he thought, whose umbilicus has never been cut. They never got weaned from the universe. They do not understand death as an enemy; they look forward to rotting and turning into humus.