Because it is possible to create - creating one's self, willing to be one's self - one has anxiety. One would have no anxiety if there were no possibility whatever.
I love the scent of burnt flesh in the morning.
Mahmoud Darwish wrote that "extreme clarity is a mystery. " That sounds right to me. I don't want anyone hunting for anything ancillary to the true mystery. If that means risking being thought of as glib or dull or banal or stupid or whatever, I guess that will just have to be the way it is.
So do flux and reflux--the rhythm of change--alternate and persist in everything under the sky.
I've never minded my kids watching any of the series I did. That's important to me
As the falcon launched trustingly heavenward is lost to view, the course of the higher poetry often soars beyond the ken of the multitude; and, as the humble birds carol blithely round our dwellings, so the meeker lays of the muse linger tunefully about the heart.