right, left, north and south

Library - 1545(spoiler alert: this is not soft…sometimes i think too much)

i am writing this out of a deep frustration…

 …at how the obvious is not noticed and the endless piles of mud are tossed..all the deep and lovely words about time and space and truth and beauty are raped by those who have put up a wall so high and so thick that no miracle or magic can be seen or heard through it……on our short journey through this life experience there is no place for these solid walls…

…from every side of moral value and logic comes finger pointing and piety…now my shortcomings are many and i fear any examination of my life but to this one pledge i’ve made; never would i slam a fellow traveler into a brick wall…if my years have taught me anything, i’ve learned that snarling and hissing belongs to the young, the old, the wise, the idiotic, the popular and minority alike…judgement from the left, right, north and south is all the same…no one group is all innocent or all guilty…let me repeat, no one group is all innocent or all guilty…neither is one person within any circle completely clean or dirty…no one is listening anymore…when key words are spoken, we plug our ears instead of facing straight on to listen…no one is learning anymore…if every minute used to put down had equal time to step over to the opposite side to learn something, then love would finally have it’s way…oh how we shout about love yet we don’t allow it to grow…is it so hard to remember we have the choice to return to our heart? no one or nothing can sway us without our permission…we have reasons and life experiences that shape our thinking…they have brought us to where we are this moment…there are two sides to every wall…i may believe to my death that the stars are set in motion by the hand that created them and you may believe to your death that the stars are free universal agents, either way, the stars are still there…in a safe place you can tell me what you think, feel and believe..let’s step away from the wall and it’s gloomy shadow and out into the fresh air under the warmth of the sun where it’s safe and quiet..tell me your story…i want to learn about you, i want to learn from you, but then would you please listen and learn from me too?