if i had one wish red, it would be that all of us could speak, knowing that we are brothers in every sense; that we all have a mind and a reason.
if we could all agree upon that, then there would be no need for name calling, for we would see that we are all fallible, that our opinions do not amount to truth. but in the thing itself, the result, the thing so often unseen, the experience that we discuss and lay claim too....somewhere in there, there lies a truth. we may fight against it, we may rail against its power, but it consumes us by the very virtue of its honesty.
i want for it everyday.
it is my reason for being.
god, i like feeling small. and god there
is nothing like love.
(edited for spelling)