And love is a verb.
Both romantic thoughts..
If I had the chance to re-raise myself as a child…
English. Math.
Granted I may have been a difficult student.. But if I could be interested in something, I could really throw myself at it.
I finish book IV and my thoughts go to people’s talents..
“I would call you lucky, but I think luck is only a part of it”
To have the stars align..
To have both the tools and the fuel..
(the heart and the guts)
There are humans I admire for different reasons, there are talents I observe that stir true admiration..
Beyond jealousy or comparison mindset..
I look at the work.
How lucky we are,that you lived the work.
And it showed.
It showed in what you made.
And what you made helped me through this experience of life..
So..
If I say fuck you, there’s a salute behind it .
And if I say fuck me…that’s a different thing.
But thank God for the work.
Praise Allah.
Give thanks to John Jacob jingleheimer Schmidt…
I think it separates you from being a bacteria 🦠
Perhaps not the only thing, but the main one..
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The universe threw me a ten dollar bill in a parking lot..
Word 🤘
No cars around, nothing dishonest in the small victory.
dusk 