Tension of Opposites
...an invitation from the divine.
From my privileged pedestal proceeds this pronouncement: All or nothing. Atop a tall building everything below seems quite small, and yet the sky is still too big to hold in my arms. A drowning man needs a life vest, not a casket. A thirsty woman needs water, not reassurances. How is it I can muster an infinite patience for the digital world, but cannot tolerate our shared humanity in an analog one?
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- Jonah · February 18‹ Obscured BeautyA Good Smoke ›