Dear 黒本,

In four days, it will have been a year.

My own mind finds comfort within itself.  Are people the source of all problems?  In content shadows of apathy, I am reminded not to trust.  I am reminded that there is no one to trust.

And yet, I want to be trusted.  I want to trust.

On both roads, there is betrayal.  Paths of betrayal lead to hate.

I had a dream about a white fawn.  In attempts to show off this gift, I had to get around those who wanted to protect it.  What path leads to forgiveness?  What leads to the motivation and desire for difference?

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