The weather is not independent,
But a part of a bigger,
tricate system
Of patterns;
Variables,
Of cause and effect;

The tide goes
In and out all the same.

We need the rain
For the sunshine to come out again.
Miraculous —

And we need each other
For healing to be reclaimed.

Where did the phrase:
“I don't give a ****,”
Come from?

Were they referring to a dam, literally
Or figuratively?

Was it Clarke Gable
in the black and white classics?

Was it everyone,
Cried out in pain
and defence;
Massicistic?!
Or was it defiance;
Claiming what they wanted
and not caring what others gained
or lost?!

Wherever, and whenever, it came from
I don't give a ****!

It's a very visceral phrase,
And gets to the heart of the matter.

I don’t judge people when they’re down for the count.
The wheel’s get spinning so fast, it causes a sudden karmic pounce! And life sweeps up the debris, every gram and every single ounce..