because time gets harder to outrun
and i'm nobody, i'm not done”
There will be time, there will be time
To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet;
There will be time to murder and create,
And time for all the works and days of hands
That lift and drop a question on your plate;
Time for you and time for me,
And time yet for a hundred indecisions,
And for a hundred visions and revisions,
Before the taking of a toast and tea.
For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?
• “for a star to be born, there is one thing that
must happen: a gaseous nebula must collapse.
this is not your destruction.
this is your birth.”
• smuovere mare e monti
• “you should allow yourself to stand on the fringes of life, and dive into
its alluring ambiguity. even if it means facing your fears. even if it
means making sacrifices. even if it means letting go of things you’ve
held onto for so long. even if it means having to let go of people you
love. even if it all terrifies you. we’re saying open yourself up to the
world. embrace all of its worth. let its teachings seep into all that you are.”
• day four, a graveyard stumbled upon,
human beings have to be realistic
• all things are possible, but you must ask
• these things are good things
• [ welcome back ]
• Hebrews 11:6