To trespass is to enter the owner's land, property (or mind) without permission.
Imagine, the ridiculousness -- and even nastiness -- of letting your mouth
hang wide open, and allowing anyone to put anything in it.
How much more gross is it to leave your mind hanging so carelessly wide open
that anyone (manipulator, marketer, madman) could put anything there?
It happens all the time.
I've gotten much more aware of this subtle interaction... how my proximity with you/the world
can allow a fair amount of you/the world into me. And vice versa.
And because my mind's ambiance is of the utmost importance to me,
I do understand that I must guard it with the same fierce discretion
with which I guard my own womb -- my own mouth.
Access is earned. Bums are ejected. Muses, teachers, true-friends and sparks are embraced.
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Love is where we come from.
Life is finding our way back.