Summer haze
“August of another summer, and once again
I drink the sun
and the lilies are spread across the water”
-Mary Oliver, from Felicity, The pond

If, just for a moment, heaven could open its doors and let me say hi, I'd want to do it today. Here's a birthday hug from earth.🤍🎉🥀

“What is a thinker worth if he does not know how to escape from his own virtues occasionally? For he ought not to be only a moral being!”
—Daybreak, §510.

I'm so fucking drained.
Of the hungry beasts, of the "kill or be killed," "eat or get eaten."
Of being one of those monsters.
Torrents of ink and a flood of thoughts,
but I'm all jaded.