writings

# thirty.five

Great Spirit, I am humbly aware of my gratefulness to be able to sense the world around me. Thank you for my ability to hear and to see. As I touch my children I can smell them as a divine rose; so tender and sweet, innocent and lively. I am nourished by your essence as I can taste the essence of life!

Aliyah, Aliyah, Aliyah

# thirty.four

so much of what is considered truth or factual
is what we want to hear
it is within our own agendas
not to stray from anything,
on the contrary

the evil of the world is never not within us,
and will remain,
if we stay only with the like minded
frightening as it may seem,
we are really as dark as those that remain,
the villains and insane,
when our deepest desire is to do the same

the hero can be defined
as one that sees all humans as equal
fearing not the home they share,
au contraire
but in love with the tranquil garden
that needs care