In a time of destruction, create something: a poem, a parade, a community, a school, a vow, a moral principle; one peaceful moment.
We’re all under the same sky and walk the same earth; we’re alive together during the same moment.
I learned to make my mind large, as the universe is large, so there is room for paradoxes.
When I am alone I am not aware of my race or my sex, both in need of social contexts for definition.
Do the right thing by whoever crosses your path. Those coincidental people are your people.