A deeper cut reveals a culture of psychopathy: a party sickened by its hatred, misogyny and xenophobia; grown too accustomed to deceit; blaming others for its missteps; compromised by a paralysis of ideas; resorting to character assassination and abject humiliation of perceived enemies; ...
I lasted half a day of dance classes on the first day. The second day, I lasted less than 90 minutes. Not only did walking on gentle sand feel like sharp gravel between the skin of my soles and fascia, but the vision in my good eye was deteriorating into the kind of blur you’d need Coke-bottle ...
How do we speak, not to the defenses and the armor, the puffed chests and bolstered cases, but to the innocent creatures beneath, rattled and confused? How do we step into the battlefield with curiosity, not to fight, but to call one another home? How do we call each other back to our own ...
You cannot change anyone. You cannot have compassion for violent people unless you fully accept yourself. Before you can deal with anyone else without facade and masks, you must understand that the enemy is within.
Excuses, reasons, rationale for motives, there are none. No matter what is said after the fact.
For money, for drugs, for a skin’s color, for a preference, for getting ahead, for things, for lack of attention --
Don’t pretend one of those can justify. They are not the enemy.