Kindness And Gentleness Never Had A Gender,

The Fight For Free Space-for Wilderness And For Public Space-must Be Accompanied By A Fight For Free Time To Spend Wandering In That Space. Otherwise The Individual Imagination Will Be Bulldozed Over For The Chain-store Outlets Of Consumer Appetite, True-crime Titillations, And Celebrity Crises.

Violence Doesn't Have A Race, A Class, A Religion, Or A Nationality, But It Does Have A Gender.

To Lose Yourself: A Voluptuous Surrender, Lost In Your Arms, Lost To The World, Utterly Immersed In What Is Present So That Its Surroundings Fade Away. In Benjamin’s Terms, To Be Lost Is To Be Fully Present, And To Be Fully Present Is To Be Capable Of Being In Uncertainty And Mystery.

The Desire To Go Home That Is A Desire To Be Whole, To Know Where You Are, To Be The Point Of Intersection Of All The Lines Drawn Through All The Stars, To Be The Constellation-maker And The Center Of The World, That Center Called Love. To Awaken From Sleep, To Rest From Awakening, To Tame The Animal, To Let The Soul Go Wild, To Shelter In Darkness And Blaze With Light, To Cease To Speak And Be Perfectly Understood.

The Art Is Not One Of Forgetting But Letting Go. And When Everything Else Is Gone, You Can Be Rich In Loss.