It’s funny to me now how we let boarders and skin separate us. How we draw lines and circles around what’s wrong and right and stand up for only the most becoming among them. Where does that leave us? What in this world can provoke our innocence and prod us to realize all we create that separate us are mere smoke and mirrors of the mind. It leaves us behind. Who we once were who we strive to be in a world of bickering egos, they drown out our voice.
Thank God for the times we remember… who we are …swaddled in the Love of a new and everlasting covenant. Renewing its self in this perpetual moment. Nestled tightly in the knowing, we remember, a knowing that everything is going to be alright, a knowing that the chaos is only an illusion and at the root is a paradoxical truth, the root of all truths. But no words can paint it for you and I can only point at it and send you on your way. Only your own steps will lead you to it. Walking in mine will prove to be in vain. The fate of all of us depends, on each of us finding our own Way. Never let them convince you you’re not a shooting star, to cower and fix your eyes on the ground and join their march. You’ll need courage and shit loads of it, to stand there among the storm. Good luck and keep your eyes open.
-Adam J Steele
