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The whispers well up

Clamoring for lungs and air

Sing my song, o soul

Sing my song, o my children

Sing my song, o my people

This flesh cannot contain all I feel

The rocks and the water and the air and the sun

I drown in the 9 senses I am aware of

“What’s something you’ve created — that you’re most proud of?”

The soft voice makes its harmless inquiry

And I’m unmade

An infinity descends upon me

I created an event that thousands of parents and children have never forgotten

I raised money that changed the lives of countless lost children

I created smiles where there were none

I helped save lives and jobs

I shared my notes and changed the course of health research

I gave oxygen to shredded voices, hope to the desert, and warmth to the empty

I gave birth to ten thousand questions, little fingers seeking their first heart to hold

What have I created?

I created the most extraordinary story, together with the one I love, and now I’m bloody and lost in confounding loss

I created time we didn’t have and a system out of shambles that didn’t exist

I have taken blood, and pain, and horror, and transmuted them into blessings

I have crafted a deeply personal relationship with my God, and this Creative Path He set upon me

What have I created?

I created a healthy, happy home to raise exceptional children to adulthood

I made a home safe to create, explore, and make in

I bridged dimensions and created portals to other worlds

I composed music that soothed fragile hearts

I created a new bar for friendship and what it means, even to my own detriment

And what about what I’ve destroyed?

I’ve disassembled expectations, challenged arbitrary confidence, and dissolved barriers

I razed hateful cycles to the ground in my righteous fury

And I have painfully loved my enemies

And in the wake of all that, I have changed this ash pit encircling my rebirth

What does all that mean?

Who the hell knows

But the darkness whispered

And I am unmade

And I wonder–

Can the smoldering moon hold the pieces?

And so my soul cried

Into the Gate

For some

One

To whisper

My true name

In the stars

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June 3rd, 2025

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