Archives for February 2017


I submit today exhibit A:
It’s different than living. Living entails biological processes and social compatibility. Behaviors that permit survival. And some days, living is all I can do and that’s ok. 
Lifeing is a willful, stubborn choice. It can come out of living but it’s some reaction to oppression and tyranny and self-perceived or outside-enforced institutionalizations. Sometimes it’s as parsimonious as a middle finger. 
What a fool I’ve been. All the beautiful people I shook my finger at. Wanting more and meaning well, and throwing stones. I still love you, beautiful people. I need you, too.