You're like a tall tree.
A tree rooted deeply into a rock.
-lil' heathen boy, 2-3 years ago



Life has been (especially recently) forcing me to acknowledge particular intricacies of the balance between living things...toured an organic farm (Tara Firma Farm) today with mom thanks fo Kate, and learned vast amounts of how life works, how delicate the living process is and how rudely it can be shaken (especially by coughcough huge industrial farm corporations) with drastic consequences to animal health, and consequently to the health of those who in turn consume those animals/animal products. God and California are making me into a believer in all things organic...it's started a dangerous thinking process to say the least. Know what you eat...and what it's doing to the environment. That's all I'm saying.


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Sometimes she lays facedown in the dirt
gently resting her head on something unassuming and real
quietly thinking to herself maybe
maybe even if this isn't how it was intended to turn out
even if life hinges on small possibilities that are beyond me
that at least this breath
is given.