Pain so much pain. Loss so much loss. Fear so much fear. Hatred so much hatred. Love so much love. I honor the lives of all those who fight to keep us free and crazy and watching Keeping Up with The Kardashians. No seriously, I honor all those who stand watch while we act stupid, play games, make mistakes, make love, and live out our dreams.


"Can the city forgive? I hear its sad song"~Florence and the Machine Long and Lost

I was listening to this song after being told that Paris was the target of terror so obscene and so horrendous. I had to stop. Those that were lost to this terrorist act of cowardice were going about their evening, living life in what ever way they chose at that moment. And then. Their world ended in a moment. In one blink of an eye. In one breath. It became the last breath. 


"It's been so long between the words we spoke
Will you be there up on the shore, I hope
You wonder why it is that I came home
I figured out where I belong"


We are in two worlds: one of love and peace and live and let live and the other hate and war and do as we believe or else. We can't come home even when we've figured out where we belong. There is no going back. There is only moving forward. But can we move forward or will we be forever an eye for an eye.


This is a time of portals opening and fear flowing through, portals opening and love flowing through, portals opening and that which we no longer desire or can no longer have flowing through as portals close.


We are in the moment of truth.


There is no light without dark and no dark without light. It is a balance and there is no coming home.


May we live like Delilah without the fear of terror. You may veil me but I will be Delilah still. We are Delilah.

It's a different kind of danger
And the bells are ringing out
And I'm calling for my mother
As I pull the pillars down
It's a different kind of danger
And my feet are spinning around
Never knew I was a dancer
'Till Delilah showed me how