My love for the world…

My love for the world threatens to overwhelms the rigid borders and tired garrisons of my judgement and condemnation. The brutal war for my identity, shackled to the cold trenches of mechanized othering may be lost at last.

My white flag shall be raised, the crows will come and consume the scraps of this long and bitter battle, tearing away the remains of old stories of righteousness and blame with their sharp beaks and intelligent talons.

I surrender to the power of my loving heart.

It is time now.

It is time now.