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Post inspired by: Letters to a Young Muslim - Omar Saif Ghobash To my Sons, As you walk through life people will guide. They are just that, just guides. Even me. Even your dad. It's hard sometimes to discern why someone comes into your life. What they have to teach. Always look to your own heart to claim your path. Always know that we are here. That we always love you.  You are both so different. I compare you often.  Seeing contrast. There is a lot of strength in diversity. Different not less. I love your differences. I think there is a possibility of you struggling to understand each other. I see that even now with you both so little. Both so strong in your own ways. I hope you remember to love each other, to have fun together, to learn from each other. Find the strength and beauty in your separateness. Knowing yourself is the greatest gift. To yourselves. To others. Take the time to know yourself. To know what you want. Be fearless in your questions to yourself. Because the...

Heros create villians.  Dreamers create realists In nature  In our nature Is to find the balance Choas rules in shadowlands Confusion of emotion Wants for certainty Any confident man Will do What was the question? Did we pause long enough To rest in silence To know that we don't know To find courage  To find peace In Unknowing To stop the spiral A triangle was crafted In webs of power Holding tight In free fall Smutty romance  Secret wisdom Dreamers strong and kind Books to lay a head upon A heart to feel the beat "Do you know what this means?" She asked in the garden "Yes" he replied The balance is within us Beyond the page Beyond certainty A deeper knowing Mother's songs I sing I am my mother's daughter I am myself How to know  Direction How to see  Beyond What do you see? Right now Rests Beats Melody Hold it all In messy complication Talk  Write Sit muddy waters Not yet clear Seven promises To be kept dear Is inaction complicity? Silence Sacred Or j...

Sun is low Shadows lengthen Run To the moon To the sun Goodmorning Can you see the pattern? Trace across the sky Gravel roads Trinkets The rays kiss the frost Run  Run What to? What from? Shadows aren't scary Just a trick of the light Blocking An opaqueness A point of view Bridges to groves of trees Seeds planted They bloomed Connected Shake Quake Wait To tame is to make wild To let be Listen as thoughts whirl Pass like clouds Put it in a jar Keepsake for another day Seven wings Singing things Parts made whole Arms made warm to hold Closer Enfolded Safe My penguin How far we've flown For flightless birds Not bad You take me as I am You love my strength Love my wierd ways My person My Bug Forever and always Gratitude is a practice Send the leaves flying Name the colors Choices for children carry you? Or walk? Either way  Little llama llama Stay by momma the road is a perilous space To be seen To see In groves of trees And tabletops In cards In cups of coffee In wine...

Neuropathways Electrical firing Levels of energy The palace of the soul biomedical model The model isn't less But isn't all Of dirt Of heaven Our place in the garden Spiders Wonders Schemes Projections Money to make Tickets to sell Stories to tell  Children's stories Voices in the dark This place This time Our limited linear perspective Distractions Projects So many things To do Oh what to do? My narratives It can be better I can be better Dream Oh dreams Vicious fantasies Anger at the dissonance A chord so wrong it's right Harmony Chaos The beauty of attention The curving river shines bright The forest for the trees Turbulence Love Returning Ocean's waves crashing into shore How to stay here? How to stay now? One can not freeze a wave The river flows It is here A moving thing Falling down Rising with the dawn The light The dark The spaces between The time Passing Flowing The day repeats Feeling like Xena on groundhog day Snoozing Joxer  I'm rising but i refuse ...

Fall is the ending of things Death and harvest Death is a creation A returning Gathering Let go Let go Let die It feels sad It feels right It's so many things Who am I? Why do I...so many things Why? I called three back three forward Along the generations Along the branches Shook the tree For answers Sitting cross legged  Here on the ground Roots below Sky through the leaves Falling They are falling Gold, red, and brown Birds upon the branches Seven songs And Mary Rainbows bridges  In shade and tone Another song  Sing, Sing, Sing Run along Bend a ring Falling down For a devil like me Rage Joy Something to do with my hands A brush of a cheek People to help Answers Is the direction clear yet? who are you? Binary Black and white The inheritance Of dark and light Con men  Digging for gold Grabbing pussy Flags along the street Lies, lies, lies Are you guilty? Did you grab a pussy? A confident man's man is here To sell you stake Prophets for profits Women to trade All here...