So much hate, so much misalignment of so many, so many differences and paths... how can we ever agree, get along or even hope to see eye to eye.
I know the answer [and so do you]... Love.
Love for one another.
Love for life and the living of it.
Love for hope, and the hope of better & more love tomorrow.
Love for breath.
Love for and of peace.
Love for understanding that even in the vast plains of difference, love binds.
I am tired of fighting, and fighting grows me to new heights of tiredness.
You are what you are, and I am what I am... but you and me [black, white, religious or no, Republican or Democrat or whatever, male or female, small or large, fast or slow, rich or poor] are bound.
Bound by this life, this planet, this time on this planet, together... and make no mistake -You- that time is Now.
I am no such and such, nor hippy, yippy, yuppy new puppy... and I make no such assumptions of you as well.
To want, need or desire more than Love, a place to sleep, some food to sustain, some laughter to revive the spirit, perhaps a bike to ride and smile on/at... what is left to desire of?
Desire fuels many great and noble things/Desire beats the deadest of pathways straight into bleak, starless nights.
I fear and reach out for Desire---->One hand wide open, the other... closed, flesh clotted white with pressure, pressure and:
These things I try my outright, level best to never forget.
I hope the same of, You.
[Chloe and me are going for a ride and then to purchase ingredients for a surprise dinner of roasted mushroom lasagna for Amy tonight... because she has worked 5 hard days this week. She is weary and tired, and we love & honor her. More than anyone can know or comprehend, we love her]
Keep Ridin'... Always