Danger: Tapering Ideal
The alive should brighten and fade with poignancy and revitalize those near with gentle reminders of our own mortality and of breath's passion and crackle.
This swelling of hearts to tender creates special possibilities. Hands squeeze. We squirt delight in the face of fear and wring life from everything, even cold etched stone, but cannot help but replenish it with an innocent smile.
Of course this doesn't make money. If you're unable to live this way, if it hurts or costs too much, just keep a record so future generations see how we failed.
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This swelling of hearts to tender creates special possibilities. Hands squeeze. We squirt delight in the face of fear and wring life from everything, even cold etched stone, but cannot help but replenish it with an innocent smile.
Of course this doesn't make money. If you're unable to live this way, if it hurts or costs too much, just keep a record so future generations see how we failed.
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Labels: politics, something else
posted by JMH | 9:47 PM
4 Comments:
So it's delight we're squirting? I always thought it was something else.
I thought it something else too until my priest told me otherwise.
Future generations will celebrate aspects of us we'd rather they didn't know about.
That sounds true. I wonder what those aspects might be.
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