Thirteen pages left in journal #67…
I guess it wasn’t always an unlucky number,
but it turns out
it’s an unlucky number…
Things happen…
Life can be sometimes cruel,
Place a chill in your heart,
But
Don’t give up…
Never let go
of the hope that you have…
Keep your love alive
if you have love in you to give…
Only burn bridges if you have to,
for your sanity, for your health…
Keep your friends close to your heart
even if you never really talk
and there are thousands of miles
and years between you…
Connections made
go far beyond physical proximity…
Never be ashamed of who you are,
or who you were,
or who you are becoming…
I went through years of letting my soul die…
Sliding lower and lower beneath the waves…
I let who I am get a little lost along the way…
That kid who wrote love poems like they were the air he breathed…
The young man who couldn’t get enough
knowledge, art, love and sex, music and inspiration…
The man who could see that everything is connected
and the scientific is the mystical
when it comes down to it…
I almost let all of that fade away…
Slow death without the actual physical death…
Not that I didn’t come close to that…
But life can wake you up,
even with a little death…
Being an essential part of being alive,
death, when it is physical,
is only a reminder
that the soul you have in you,
the love you can contain,
is so much more important than the corporeal body…
Don’t give up…
Keep searching…
Keep tending that garden soul…
The rich earth beneath it…
The sky above it whether sun or clouds or stars or storms
sending down rain…
Keep meaning in your existence…
Know that every little scrap
is trying to teach you how to live and love…
Even if you believe that we are
Just meat
When we die,
You can feel that spark…
You are a part of the mystery…
As long as you live,
Don’t let that spark die…
Don’t let anyone
Smother your flame…
Keep hope alive…
Keep burning until your last breath…
Even when you are feeding the hungry grass and wildflowers,
You have a purpose…
Your energy lives on…
Your memory inspires
Those who loved you…
One butterfly wing pushing that delicate body upwards
Changes every other detail
In the universe…
Be the change you want to see
In this place…
Don’t give up…
Don’t give up on those you love…
Inspire them with your love…
Be as weird as you like…
As free as you can stand…
Face the fire like Vulcan…
Be the tempered steel blade
That is stronger
From the flame and frost…
Live now…
Look to the future with hope…
Sometimes it is all we have…
Do not give up...
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