This is writing that doesn't fit into any particular category. It's not prose and it's not quite poetry. It's not quite sane but it's something healthy. Not all of us have it figured out. I sure as hell don't. It's a series of locutions on madness and locura.

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Because it's already there

We need to learn how to stop keeping that gold just out of our grasp
And realize the gold that's already on the inside
The good, the gold, the right
Use your energy for good
Change what you can
Help who you can
But don't scourge yourself because you couldn't save the whole world with two cents

And there isn't an infinite list of mistakes and incorrect actions and errors
And the normative means of communication are rightly down

You are whole

And the gold is in your heart

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