November 10th, 2016 10:24pm

"Yesterday was a sad, scary day," he wrote. He wrote because he mayn't have taken note of the birdsong, the way the light lay across that glass, the way the girl giggled, the jib of his hat. and then he said, he proclaimed, he reminded: "let's keep spreading love and try to be udnerstanding." he said he wasn't "experiencing the hatred" but we know he saw it, we know he felt it, we know he knew of it. Experience is a choice, it is not the field, the realm, the context you are in. here is a man who made a choice, not to change the world (though that may come; in time.) but a choice to see the world...a certain way, a loving way, a healing way... -ShhDragon (for and with thanks, to Joshua Griffith.)