"Waste no more time arguing what a good man should be. Be one." - Marcus Aurelius
Any conversation
a constant, existential pull
so old I couldn't tell you the end
or draw its shape
between kind acceptance
and striving, struggling, writhing, climbing
learning, growing, discontent
"do you feel this way, too, at endless war with longing itself?"
but the birds and trees and ants and wind
in their own marvelous design
don't reply
Gave this evergarden colorscheme a shot after seeing it on lobsters today. Quite liking it.


