Deep peace of the quiet earth to you. 

The light defines us.

October 19, 2016


I'd like to think that, at the end of our lives, it is the the dark things we did that will be forgotten in light of, well, the light we provided. I'm sure there's some kind of cosmic justice system, some kind of cosmic balance that holds us accountable, but surely most of us were, no matter how far we've strayed, once kind to an animal, a child, someone in desperate need, or someone just having an off day. 


In other words, I really hope the guy I accidentally cut off on the interstate last night will accept this post in way of apology.


My bad, mea culpa. 















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