the first steps
i've written privately about the responsibility and duty of doing what's right, what is owed, in honour of what's persisted, survived and even blossomed in the most inauspicious and rather impossible of imposed circumstance in order to catalyse what shall amount to nothing less than the dramatic, radical and fundamental change and healing of a life in distress as a result of maddening, absurd, cowardly, uncaring, risky, damaging, manipulative, sickening, abusive, soul-smothering and hurtful insistence on fabricated mystery and deceit. who ever thought
fear could be so intense and pervasive as to induce the most unnacceptable and debilitating behaviour and produce the most insane and illogical excuses for imposing draconian and
unnecessary measures for self-preservation... or is it just sadism, plain and simple?
«too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around.» ~leo buscaglia
# posted by j @ 15:47 et / | 
