Friday, 6 May 2011

A Throne and the Thorns

It takes a long moment to gather your strength to write nonsensical absurdity or hurl emotionally stricken words out the window or let yourself to throw a tantrum or two. It's not right. We’re not always right.

Fences build around the chair, but there’s no position for us to hold on to. Growing thorns only bring us separation. There’s no bet on who’s right, and who’s wrong. No followers are counted, no votes crossed – only emanating senseless thoughts.

We want to think that we're right, but we will continue to err in our lives.

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