Hello. That's as good a
funny place to start a
new stitch as any. Who
knows if our picture will
finally look like us,
even if we've chosen
a duck foot pattern to
follow, life is strange. Some
things are to remain ghosts,
unknown, unexpected.
You've got to dance through the
various surprises
in the music of your
own morning. If you shut
down the music, it will
only find a way to
continue to flow out
some other window, with
or without you. You're still
invited but no one
can accept the invite
or your part for you. Go.
Act out the latest craze.
There's always someone who
doesn't care if you live
or die. I don't blame you.
They turn a blind eye. But
there are some amazing
sounds happening right now
beyond beautiful in
the magic moment where
you are living. You can't
hold them in your heart's lap
forever, but you can
experience this feeling
of dear knowing that is
now. All you need is love,
go ahead, say the word,
but there's always more to
come, shining all around us.
I don't believe there is any hope, at least not for us. I see no love around these parts, but then again, this is a loveless society. I appreciate people who can wade through the muck and find something to hang onto, even if it's not something I can do. You're braver than I am. All I can see is the end.