Become Who You Say You Always Will

If I have a chance to whisper the best advice to a baby and he’ll remember it for the rest of his life is this: ENJOY YOUR LIFE. Nothing else. In whatever he has to do and wherever he may go, JUST ENJOY. Life is not a destination. It is a forever on-going journey. So enjoy it. Learn to enjoy every minute of your life. Be happy now. Don’t wait for something outside of yourself to make you happy in the future.

Don’t exist. Live. Get out, explore. Thrive. Challenge authority. Challenge yourself. Evolve. Change forever. Become who you say you always will. Keep moving. Don’t stop. Start the revolution. Become a freedom fighter. Become a superhero. Just because everyone doesn’t know your name doesn’t mean you don’t matter. Are you happy? Have you ever been happy? What have you done today to matter? Did you exist or did you live? How did you thrive?

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Brunch at Terrine

I carry my years without submitting to the regimen of time and its chronology of dates and seasons. I recognize myself living, hands outstretched, in the shade of the almond tree, with white hair and staring eyes unconcerned with the passing hours. My tree and I have entwined our ages in the absurdity of the days. I stride from chapel to chapel between masses.

I find refuge there from the filthiness of existence. I imagine lives never exposed to the flavors of ripe mangoes and cherries in June, or to mild, starry nights and clear mornings, or to moments dissolving like hot, tender walnuts under the tongue.

“All by myself I invented a yearning for the myths and legends behind the featureless face of the one who brought me into the world.”

I survived with just enough nourishment to avoid dying from malnutrition, just enough hygiene to avoid succumbing to dysentery, typhoid and other infections that fill the space around us, just enough breath to not find myself six feet under. I have no memory of the belly I came from.