Do I do better with or without it?
The author and site owner can be reached at leeundercedartrees@gmail.com.
I'm a middle-aged nobody breathing one day at a time in Ontario, Canada.
This tiny corner of the Internet is an outlet for unmasking random thoughts and creations surrounding life in general, adventures in budō, and any other topics that come to a ridiculous mind.
"Through journaling, your voice cannot go unheard."
Do I do better with or without it?
If I were to suddenly die unexpectedly, no warning at all, no time to prepare; part of me today wants all of these words spread to all who knew me.
But the catch here is that I can’t care about any of it after I’m gone, so it really makes no difference either way.
Last week I learned the term “penguin pebbling”…
My face has never felt complete
Blurry, shifting, I could never get it to settle
Into any one coherent personality
Rather, I wish I was better at conversation so I wouldn’t need to be.
One of these days, I will hopefully find a way to properly honour you and what you have done for me.
It prowls and paces on the periphery
Of the barrier I erected.
Growls are rumbling from its throat
as it flicks its barbed tail in irritation.
I face the monster in my cedar forest again, but something is different today…
…
This is my history
This is my life’s path winding between these trees
This is the home I was born in
This is the home I will die in
…
Stream of consciousness (falling asleep) on considering a dear friend’s situation.
Hope you find your purpose
I know I am not your purpose, but if your great purpose is to help others, I know I am contributing, as there is no doubt I am stronger for your support
I’m grateful that I can be overwhelmed and still communicate with you