"In my best moments I think 'Life has passed me by' and I am content. Walking seems to cover time and space but in reality we are always just where we started."
— Agnes Martin, Agnes Martin: Writings (Hatje Cantz, 2005) ( (via Alive on All Channels)
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"In my best moments I think 'Life has passed me by' and I am content. Walking seems to cover time and space but in reality we are always just where we started."
— Agnes Martin, Agnes Martin: Writings (Hatje Cantz, 2005) ( (via Alive on All Channels)
The Morning accepts you. You must accept The Entire Morning.
The Cost of Rain
You were the bright spot on the moon that I named,
something I learned to love from a distance
without understanding what distance takes.
“This is for the best,” they said.
I stayed anyway,
waiting for it to become true.
You told me not to lose my spark,
but you were the flame that taught me how to burn.
And now everything feels like rain—
steady, unchanging.
I keep waiting for your absence to stop looking like you,
but it doesn’t.
It just repeats me back to myself
until I start to feel like something already gone.
“They said it was for the best again,”
as if time was supposed to turn it into truth.
But all I know now
is the cost of rain:
not the falling,
but what used to exist before it started.
And I don’t know what’s worse—
that I’m still waiting for it to get better,
or that I can’t find a version where it does.
Reason Aligns with Nature, Not Against It
Spinoza nailed it: real wisdom doesn’t demand you fight your own nature. Instead of resisting who you are, work with yourself, not against yourself. That’s the real path to strength and peace.
"spill the beans!"
“Listen, you have been digging and snooping, so whut it is it you really wanna know?” Spike took another drink from the bottle of Jack Daniel’s that he was drinking from. “I know you’ve been trying to dig something up me. Well, fine. You want a juicy story?”
He pointed to himself, “Vampire. Right, never once tried to bite you, tempting as that may be. Protected you from demons and vampires… Ever wonder why that is?”
”Chip in my head. Couldn’t hurt you without a load of pain in my skull,” He sighed. “Bloody neutered by some government instillation.”