Cycles (269/365)

One more chance to say it better
But you've set me off and now I just want to tear you apart and build a better man
There are no more excuses
I must proclaim clearly what is expected
But I'm sick of explaining the obvious
I'm tired of your twisted hollow words
Stop fucking talking to me
Get down on your knees
Family is a burden but who wants to come home to an empty house?

Yuck (268/365)

Sometimes it's hard to believe that we are all trying to protect the same country
It's not easy
Leaving freedom and bliss
For incarnation as a naked creature
Always fearful for its own survival
Defending and attacking on shivering legs
Clinging to familiarity
Fending off attacks both real and imagined
Shrewdly positioning for social status and acceptance
It's not really about healthcare, is it.

Church Notes

Being listened to is so close to being loved, most people do not notice the difference

Educated: Being able to listen to anyone talk about anything without losing your temper or self confidence

Six ears: listening, true/heart meaning, hidden meaning, temper looking for deeper meanings, ear for silence

I have often regretted my speech, but never my silence

Talk when people are receptive-no pushy advice
Stop when you've already said it
Stop when you need time to think
Stop when you forget what you were arguing about
Stop when it becomes vicious
Delay is the deadliest form of denial – don' talk instead of act – terminal inaction

Out of Place (266/365)

An Indian flute song came from my showerhead
How out of place it seemed in the city!
The pace here feels artificial
Unlike the native in the forest meadow
Sitting in the sunshine, while a bird flaps its wings
Until I remember the volcano
Or the ocean
But the volcano is forced
And the ocean is pulled
I suppose
Not unlike the people
Rushing around the city