live forever? nah.

Jenny Saville

"To let go does not mean to get rid of. To let go means to let be. When we let be with compassion, things come and go on their own."

Jack Kornfield

The sound of bullets in the air, the knowledge

That more bodies are but a second from falling.

Bits of lead that cut through the air like rockets.

Death meets life as life meets death. 

The sunlight needs the darkness as much

As the darkness needs the new sun.

Blood sprayed on the trees and the ground.

Bodies. Parts of bodies. The screams and cries

Of those whose lives are now shattered, mixed

With the screams of those who are dying.

The trees dance in the dawn breeze.

That which is green still grows, beautiful,

Complete and perfect, untouched by death.

A terrified dog hides behind a parked car,

Then the car explodes and both are gone.

Somewhere nearby a child is crying.

What have I done? What am I a part of?

I will stand up once more and feel

The morning air on my face.

The end of this life might be moments away

And there is only one thing I can say,

"Forgive me." And only one thing I can do,

To spend my last seconds simply walking away

From this.

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Please let me rest now. My soul

Is a tired and worn-out muscle,

Overused, and somewhat broken with time.

I need to close these eyes

For a very long time, eons, and then wake

In another life, in another world.

I have exhausted my voice, for I spoke

Far too much. I have ruined my heart

Because I beat it like a drum.

No, don't be sad for me. No need.

I never wanted to live here

Forever. A beginning and an end.

And no, don't be sad when I am gone.

Life is a wheel, rolling in and

Rolling back out again. And again.

And again.

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When the sun comes up again, I won't be with you.

Don't look for me in the world, look for me

Where the world is not. In your thoughts, in your breath.

Look for me in your dreams, in those paintings

Made of memory. It doesn't matter, you know. This

Isn't even close to being all that there is.

When the sun comes up again, I won't be with you.

The door is open, and I intend to walk through.

The window was left up, and I am ready now

To fly away. The ocean is calm, warm, and the time

Is ripe to wade out, then swim into the deep water.

Far past the buoys, out where the water is dark.

When the sun comes up again, I won't be with you.

I have cleaned the tools, and put them all away,

Each one in its proper place. I brought in the linen

From the line. I fed the pets and gave them my love.

And I give you my love, too. For in the end, at

The finish, what else is there to give or receive? 

James Lee Jobe

(these 3 were previously in Medusa's Kitchen)

Jenny Saville

"The Buddha's teachings on love are clear. It is possible to live 24 hours a day in a state of love." 

Thích Nhất Hạnh

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James