of earth

have you ever woken up one morning and, in a moment of absolute clarity, saw yourself; a character in a book, a life on a page, a part of a whole?

i'm not really one for new year's resolutions. in 2008, i turned my back on many things and learnt that death is necessary for life, that fear is a terrible and useless thing and that people can change and will change because they must; not because they want to.

this year, i will carve my principles from stone taken from the heart of reason, fire them till they thaw and become as mud that oozes between toes; warm and soft and malleable; then return them to the earth from which they came. this year, i will find a different way to love, and live. i must, and will be, of earth.