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What Is This Thing Called Love?
If the world is ending ~ fall in love with every aspect before it is gone. Take this as a sign to finally let it hurt, and let it burn, and let it be beautiful all over you.
Try not to harden your heart. Politely refuse the darkness until you are not scared of being impolite and looking it in the eyes and saying “Not today. Not now. Not here. I am too busy letting my heart live.”
Hold on to strangers and friends and lovers and ghosts…Do not wait until your final moments to embrace the light. Let things move you. Be patient with your mind. Do not destroy yourself because there may not be much time left ~ do the harder thing and rebuild.
We are not society’s expectations, we are not the constant flow of information we receive, we are not modern zombies ~ we are spirits yearning to find freedom within the constraints of a society that has never loved us. Yet, the world has always loved us ~ so love it back. It is here, waiting for you to see it. Waiting for you to show up.
It is still here. We are still here. Make something of it.
~ i.e. kali ~
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