Every little task, has huge stakes, if you let them grow…
Risk
Standing up in a crowded room, when everyone else is finding their seats…
One day I felt sad,
because I’d done nothing yet…
Doing what you love,
is so much less of a risk,
than it can feel sometimes…
If you’re going to try something,
go high risk,
try to do it right,
and try to do it bold…
I used to think
death would be a fancy
way of teleporting
or an excuse
to try that skill
where it had been risky
before, in case
it glitched.
But maybe death
does that thing in dreams
where I’m floating above…
are not mutually exclusive.
The droplets on my mind
form the frontier.
Explore at your own risk.
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