In a daily moment discipline, the constant refusal to be hardened when
the world offers reasons to do so, even so there are memories that do not hurt
anyone anymore, a craving to be held onto too, a way healed in inner-bone remembers. Not
longer holding fast to it, mistaken intensity at all times as truth, forgetting that what
lasts, often speaks in a lower
Register. Leaving it behind. Sometimes I still care. But it’s time
for it to be completed. Still in fear of wanting deeply. Not even letting you know. Better than wanting nothing at all. Passages of life doesn’t alter understanding towards or inwards, it edits & alters in a molding changing, & what was honest, truthful, virtuous, Holy remains to glow stronger, because I kept wanting to become healthier. There is
particular grace for every day coming into existence & choosing to follow those bright lights from Heaven. Even joy carries a shadow, because it insists on being real. Even without
letting you know. Meaning carried out & expressed in fragments, in each place, requiring care rather than certainty, taking the cares away. The moral life in quiet consistency of
unobserved decisions & learned how
to pat myself on my back, smile & continue.
Jan 10
Jan 10, 2026 at 1:33 AM UTC
In a daily moment discipline, the constant refusal to be hardened when
the world offers reasons to do so, even so there are memories that do not hurt
anyone anymore, a craving to be held onto too, a way healed in inner-bone remembers. Not
longer holding fast to it, mistaken intensity at all times as truth, forgetting that what
lasts, often speaks in a lower
Register. Leaving it behind. Sometimes I still care. But it’s time
for it to be completed. Still in fear of wanting deeply. Not even letting you know. Better than wanting nothing at all. Passages of life doesn’t alter understanding towards or inwards, it edits & alters in a molding changing, & what was honest, truthful, virtuous, Holy remains to glow stronger, because I kept wanting to become healthier. There is
particular grace for every day coming into existence & choosing to follow those bright lights from Heaven. Even joy carries a shadow, because it insists on being real. Even without
letting you know. Meaning carried out & expressed in fragments, in each place, requiring care rather than certainty, taking the cares away. The moral life in quiet consistency of
unobserved decisions & learned how
to pat myself on my back, smile & continue.
