There are very few human beings who receive the truth, complete and staggering, by instant illumination. Most of them acquire it fragment by fragment, cell by cell. Like a peach that always ripens, but never achieves a state of ripeness. We will always be better than who we were yesterday. If I lived 1,000 years, I’d like to think I’d still be collecting the pieces.
open to entertaining any thought or idea.
“I used to think I was the strangest person in the world but then I thought there are so many people in the world there must be someone just like me who feels bizarre and flawed in the same ways I do. I would imagine her and imagine that she must be out there thinking of me too. Well I hope that if you are out there and read this and know that yes it’s true I’m here and I’m just as strange as you.”