Let's try to make sense of this language that has not yet been spoken.
Let's open the door to the house on the mountain.
There's a path over there through the trees.
Let's walk and see where it leads.
The road exists to be taken. Why else would a road exist?
Searching for certainty will not make it appear.
Certainty will find you.
It will Grab you.
Your flesh is weak. Is poor. Is soft.
Don't look away, look within.
The distance that you feel is no more than the distance from yourself.
Decide who you are, and the rest will follow.
Speak softly to yourself, you deserve respect.
Illustrations and Writing by Cam Novak
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