Stillness in mystery. Hold the line.
Faith is standing where fear would rather you leave.
Rob Wyatt
Not everything inherited is meant to be used.
It is easier to survive than to be made larger.
Agency begins when rescue ends
The last time rarely knows what it is.
The past does not ask to be made gentle.
I won’t poison what was holy
Whiskey is confession without kindness.
The years don’t announce themselves; they slip past under cover.
The question lasts longer than the wanting.
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