How are we supposed to

communicate

when the words truth and

truth are the same

I found a box

Things I had wanted

that haven't come true

Just one item inside

it took over my life

But this chilly May morning

also made a great firestarter

Let's dress the table 

to have tea and not

discuss the weather

I'll laugh about sticky

spots my feet find

on this floor I dance

You'll find nephrite 

and put the snow breath

inside, till May, again

C днём победы. 

Когда же это, наконец, закончится...

Isn't it amazing how often we hate because we're right? Is it still the truth then? 

Newtonian and quantum physics become one eventually, in one of the 14 dimensions. 

I can't reject just because I possess one side that's the most right one for me. I practice allowing myself to see differently. 

We're all much bigger on the inside. We have the capacity to achieve anything. Today I pray we stop being hard right. 

Today is a bittersweet day in the history of people who I come from.

I am strong

but as a woman: 

my body's soft

emotions bright

Alive are my desires

for beauty & everything

that makes me laugh

My mind - agile

with its constant change

All men: respond with strength

to all of the above!