I wrangled with you for some time. I wish I could see you in a better light. It’s hard to love what you hate, but you’re as much me as I am you. You are my mom. You are my dad. You are my depression. My bravery.  My anger. My kindness. My fears. My love. My regret. My caring. My violence. I think I finally understand beyond good and evil. There’s no holistically good nor evil. I’m a person. There’s only my actions, moment by moment. And that’s liberation. I am the ability to change.  I imagine I’m in a jelly cocoon. I’m trying to push and stretch my dimensions, my skin. And it’s a moment by moment effort…

 

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