substance

Apr 07, 2008 - 23:22 PM PST

something i'm beginning to see is that these places we find ourselves in- low, out, down, compressed, restricted.. alone... connected, shared, stable.. loved. are not so far apart. as i keep saying and as i keep seeing even more and more, this shit- this mess, this terrible wonderul disgusting awe-striking mess is anything but a linear one. somewhere in that same sphere of thought, a related perspective bleeds that all of it, is what you make of it. we can't help what or how we feel, no, our friends are our friends one way or another and i'll be the first person to try and make you feel what it is to have no control over how much you do or do not love someone. but if your ears are open, if your eyes will see, you have a choice. even when you feel like you don't, you have a choice to be, or to be loved.