This dream of my youth
Needing to be loved widely
This thing: “Popular“
Category: Modern Life
Looking at how we’re evolving culturally, and how humanity engages with itself, for good and for ill.
Focusing on Grace
I learned long ago
To accept inconvenience
With grace, not anger
It’s a harder path, but very rewarding in the end. My focus is to build people up, expand community, expand interconnection. Grace helps that vision. Accepting people where they are/who they are.
Another meditation about depression
Depression
Dismantling me
From the inside out
I don’t understand trolls or bullies
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p style=”font-family:"”>Internet trolls puzzle me greatly. What do they seem to accomplish? What is their goal? It just seems so much easier to build others up than tear them down.
The Freshman Suicide
A freshman committed
Suicide
Died last night,
I hear the wail
Of robbed potential,
The silent home
A room, empty,
Where homework
Should be studied,
Driving lessons
Rehashed,
Proms planned,
Eventually weddings, childbirth
Joyful transition
Parent
To grandparent,
Planning OUR funerals,
Not of a child.
Funerals for children
Brutal
Life is fragile.
Symphony’s Bliss
A symphony’s bliss
Artists rising towards a cause
Interdependence
Faces Of Cazuca – The Illusive Peace For The Children Living In Extreme Poverty After Colombia’s War — Edge of Humanity Magazine
Pained eyes of children
Poverty is violent
Cycles of despair
The folks over at Edge of Humanity shared this post: “Faces Of Cazuca – The Illusive Peace For The Children Living In Extreme Poverty After Colombia’s War“. I’m struck by the cycle of despair, of violence, victimization and rage. I wonder if we can ever break free of this madness.
Visual Artist Katy Lopez is the Edge of Humanity Magazine contributor of this portrait/documentary photography. From her project ‘AfterWar‘. To see Katy’s body of work click on any photograph. AfterWar is a story told in photographs of the children of Cazuca, a very deprived and stigmatized area on the outskirts of […]
Seeking Peace
What can we now do
To face down our culture’s rage
Find a path to peace
Self Cruelty
I hate my mistakes
For I expect perfection
Savage to myself
I exhibit no kindness
This is not a healthy thing
Early Morning
Awake
Against my will
My uncontrollable mind
Second guessing my life
Every choice open to
Ridicule
Through my open window
A lone bird’s chatter
This strange, calm click
Answers my insanity
With a call
For tea