“a preacher on a stage like a buzzard cries
out a warning of phony sorrow, he’s trying to get a rise”
“The other thing we do is we make everything that’s uncertain certain. Religion has gone from a belief in faith and mystery to certainty. “I’m right, you’re wrong. Shut up.” That’s it. Just certain. The more afraid we are, the more vulnerable we are, the more afraid we are. This is what politics looks like today. There’s no discourse anymore. There’s no conversation. There’s just blame. You know how blame is described in the research? A way to discharge pain and discomfort.” -Brené Brown
“I will not fear.
Fear is the mind-killer.
Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my fear.
I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
And when it is gone, I will turn the inner eye to see its path.
Where the fear has gone, there will be nothing.
Only I will remain.”
the son of a preacher man
Was totally played at work this week, stabbed in the gut. How could he? I trusted him! My mentor pushed me to move beyond my bitterness and hurt, and now I’ve come around to forgiveness. Heroin is an ugly mistress.
“Life itself is your teacher, and you are in a state of constant learning.” -Bruce Lee
–From a poem I read in Earlham College Literary Magazine in 2005 or 2006. I cannot find the poem or a copy of the magazine to give the author credit by name.