I will not die an unlived life I will not live in fear of falling Or of catching fire I choose to inhabit my days To allow my living to open me Making me less afraid More accessible To loosen my heart So that it becomes a wing, a torch, a promise I choose to risk my significance. To live so that that which comes to me as seed Goes to the next as blossom And that which comes to me as blossom Goes on as fruit. --Donna Markova

Sunday, February 29, 2004

Scratch it all!

Hey, I feel like I'm going insane. I want to just erase everything inscribed on my brain. I need to tear down all these things that surround me and somehow define who I am and what I do. People become slaves to their possessions if they let themselves and I've become a slave to mine. I let the things I own have ownership over me. They hold the past that I want to move away from and it's time for them to become part of that past, not meddleing in my future. I'm definitly thinking of scrapping my room and going utilitarian b/c it feels like what my soul needs right now. Clutter (mental, emotional, material) is making it hard to breathe...