09.15.01

the days of this week have been like wading through half-set jello, everything distorted and surreal, made more so by the lack of sleep or food.

is this really happening?

can this really be happening?

and i am grasping around for meaning, for a sliver of comprehension.

again and again, i am astounded that this demonstration of what war and violence are like does not bring about a deep seated hunger for peace. violence is a monster. the more you feed it, the larger it will get. if we retaliate, someone else will see fit to retaliate back, and around it will go.

i do not want to see any more footage of the instantaneous deaths of thousands of people.

we are all so hurt right now, and i wish more than anything that i could help to heal us, heal *all* of us.

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xoxo,

moonbird

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