To live a creative life, we must lose our fear of being wrong.
What we are teaches the child far more than what we say, so we must be what we want our children to become.
As for myself, however, today is the day, and I dare not wait for some slow cultural drift finally to pave the way that I might easily float into some nebulous social salvation. I cannot depend on 'them' 'out there' to order into coherency this small sphere of my only present now.
Seeing within changes one's outer vision.
An enormous force bends all lines into circles.
Painted into a corner, caught in a cul-de-sac, out on that final last-chance limb, life scrabbles around, searching for a new way out.