Lying in the silence. All is black around me save my phone and wifi light. And all I can think about is how my mother’s death is stirring in me an even greater fire and resolve to be living light. I want my light to shine into the cosmos and to be a home to every human without exception.
I want to be….wide, long, deep, tall, ever expanding light, warmth, and peace and safety.
I want my table to extend into the nations.
Where there is light people feel seen, where there is light there is clarity, there is life, there is strength, and hope.
In a world filled with humans who despise what they don’t get, fear what they can’t understand, and murder either with their thoughts or hands those who are divergent…..I want to be different.
Love is beautiful anarchy
Light is the epitome of rebellion against darkened understanding
Brilliant bright light so the world can see Recklessly loving us all into anarchy
While the planet is threshed wheat from tare I’ll gather and glean to me those in despair
It is enough for those standing accepted in the sun To carry the status of a chosen one
I’ll cast my lot with the vagabond parade I vomit at the charity of pretentious charade
Babylon, Babylon, can’t you see she’s imploding? Or are your ears deafened from your own gloating?
Superiority, elitism, white washed graves Their throats lie open like wilderness caves
But they won’t catch me or mine Unbeknownst to them we are made of brine
The Catalyst 
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