Because the heart does not always seek peace.

And because the world does not stand still.

Because.

I thought I’d write a minute about my current tagline, as that phrase has grabbed me as some phrases do. I don’t mean that it’s someone else’s phrase and it’s grabbed me–I mean that it materialized and grabbed me–my own phrase grabbed me. Which is a slightly odd thing to say, a slightly odd-sounding way to feel–but no less the true for sounding odd. More true for sounding so.

But anyways.

Not everyone’s hearts know peace–not often, or even at all in any measurably protracted way. That’s nothing much to say; it seems obvious enough. But not everyone’s seeks it either. And though we may still want it–or think we want it–it hardly matters if it isn’t in us to seek it. Maybe that sort of thing isn’t so foundationally/definitively/permanently set, or maybe it is. I wouldn’t know. I have my suspicions. One does.

I do know that it can hurt to be in a sort of endless, ground-level exile. It can be frightening to be so powerfully impelled, so grabbed. It is also interesting. It is also invigorating, and exhausting, and it is, finally, being alive. Which I suppose is all right. Or at least worth considering. I don’t feel entirely like I have a choice, oddly though, not in a way that makes me feel unfree. The heart is sometimes restless from within, and sometimes it is grabbed and jostled about, reset at a slightly different angle, an apparently negligible difference, but I know from experience just how tectonic-scale such little adjustments turn out to be.

Some times the plates shift, grating against each other, and we are moved in world-scale change, tectonic-style.

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