May 26, 2007
How can one be truly content? There can be no areas unexplored. The mind must be acquainted with. Deeply. Where old ghosts still rear their heads, willingness to go another round till full rest must show up without reservation. Conversations that beckon must be given life, supported in fleshing out inquiry, satisfied with passion, freshness and full disclosure. I’ve been bed with malcontent. It is the seed of secrets and lies; of faithlessness and self betrayal. All that I am, nothing excluded, is the only wholeness. Improvement must be for exercise not for definition. I am enough. As is, now.