“we were born alone & we die alone” you delivered yourself during birth? built all the roofs that have ever given you shelter? sown the wheat in your bread?? weaved the clothes on your back??? wrote all the books youve ever read and the music youve ever listened to????? who made the literal bed youre going to die in - you, all alone?
CA Conrad,
A Beautiful Marsupial Afternoon: New (Soma)tics
I do not want to die with the ignorance of thinking the world is beautiful. It is not. It is fractured, It is poisoned, It is tainted, It is cruel. I want to die knowing the world is broken, But that I was brave enough to move away its splintered pieces to seek for its treasures, And that I was human enough to find them despite the wreckage.
