The Joy Of Falling Into Nothing

I remember the day that I fell, I remember it as though it was yesterday. It was yesterday.

You can fall away from something OR you can fall towards something.

Walking is the art of throwing yourself off balance (falling) and catching yourself again.

I’m still falling.

I’m falling away from the ill conceived notion that freedom can be purchased or built with silver or gold.

That house on a hill could be a prison and not a mansion…

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