Are we not here to support each other? Fragments remain desolate, exhausted from their attempt to fit in places they don’t belong. We can never replace someone’s righteousness and impact on the world puzzle with our destructive dominance. It simply won’t work. You’ll never interlock your protrusion into the dented heart of someone else. You’ll only concave them further and hurt yourself along the way. Let us teach our neighbors to connect, to interlace their strengths and sorrows. For none of us are even without the others filling in our gaps and gracing us with their humility. Maybe one day we’ll all be bordered by the conjunction of an endless mind and spirit.
Nov 3, 2011
Nov 3, 2011 at 12:32 AM UTC
Are we not here to support each other? Fragments remain desolate, exhausted from their attempt to fit in places they don’t belong. We can never replace someone’s righteousness and impact on the world puzzle with our destructive dominance. It simply won’t work. You’ll never interlock your protrusion into the dented heart of someone else. You’ll only concave them further and hurt yourself along the way. Let us teach our neighbors to connect, to interlace their strengths and sorrows. For none of us are even without the others filling in our gaps and gracing us with their humility. Maybe one day we’ll all be bordered by the conjunction of an endless mind and spirit.
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