Do you ever in a quiet moment

get smacked by the

WEIRDNESS of being here?

 

Don’t be afraid.

I see you as You Are.

 

No quality

no achievement

no appearance

compares in the slightest to

THE MYSTERY

of your existence, of your being real.

Here: on a planet,

poured from a luminous milk bottle of stars

set on the soft black cloth of

a uni-verse stitched with a

hundred

b i l l i o n

galaxies

in which you can’t be lost

because HERE YOU ARE,

Found.

 

Your existence—when you notice—

is a sublime opportunity

to be stupefied

into

GLORY.

 

No quality

no achievement

no appearance

could ever compare with, yes—

the w o n d e r  of you.

 

Rush awake from bad dreams

in which you are not admired by the heavens as

DAMN SWEET UNIQUE.

 

 

*photo by Daniel Filipe Antune Santos–thank you!