they pay to kiss your feet

since there's no one else around, we let our hair grow long and forget all we used to know. then our skin gets thicker from living out in the snow.

Saturday, May 05, 2007


"Years ago, I recognized my kinship with all living things, and I made up my mind that I was not one bit better than the meanest on the earth. I said then, and I say now, that while there is a lower class, I am in it; while there is a criminal element, I am of it; while there is a soul in prison, I am not free"

- Eugene V. Debs

"The life I touch for good or ill will touch another life, and that life in turn another, until who knows where the trembling stops or in what far place my touch will be felt?"

- Frederick Buechner


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