what we believe, and our deep drive to surround ourselves with people who share the conventional wisdom to which we’ve subscribed is the ballet, the ongoing march of human madness.
new year’s doesn’t exist.
but energy exists.
new year’s is just an agreement and a party.
we drive stakes into the ground every few feet….we divide our lives and the world into birthdays, years, marriages, celebrations, and failures and we tribe up with each other, hoping to find meaning at the markers, hoping to make sense of this place which indeed - at its core - makes absolutely no sense at all….we measure our lives out in coffeespoons.
It’s a New Year and with it comes a fresh opportunity to shape our world.So this is my wish, a wish for me as much as it is a wish for you: in the world to come, let us be brave – let us walk into the dark without fear, and step into the unknown with smiles on our faces, even if we’re…