False Sense of Doership


π™π™šπ™–π™˜π™π™šπ™§, 𝙄 π™Ÿπ™ͺ𝙨𝙩 π™—π™§π™šπ™¬π™šπ™™ π™©π™šπ™–. 𝙒𝙝𝙀 π™—π™§π™šπ™¬π™šπ™™ π™©π™šπ™–? I did; the tea is brewed. (Speaker begins walking away.) No, don’t…

In Every Human Heart


In every human heart Beating beneath the rib cage Flows that thing called love But the mind channels it Only…