there's a road up nearby on a glorious hill. (anger drives action; despair and bitterness kill the host.*) the hill overlooks the city. but it remains quiet, open to the sky.
one of the journals i read talked about the next great disease of humanity being depression. all the more reason to celebrate, teach, feel whole, divine. take care. appreciate.
i drove around looking for parking spots. the street cleaners come today. trash all over. and i dreamed of not being recognized, and of cleansing.
* maya angelou interview with dave chapelle; thank you aries vegan friend.
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