The sun was out, and the birds were singing as I left for work this morning. I think this is the first time I have heard morning birds this season.

Since I and other beings both,
In wanting happiness, are equal and alike,
What difference is there to distinguish us,
That I should strive to have my bliss alone?

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Simone Weil wrote “Imaginary evil is romantic and varied; real evil is gloomy, monotonous, barren, boring. Imaginary good is boring; real good is always new, marvelous, intoxicating.” I think about this truth a lot.

This is a very well written and readable history of the Greenwood District in Tulsa, OK, aka Black Wallstreet. I highly recommend it.

"Built From The Fire" by Victor Luckerson

The world needs more Bodhisattvas like Bishop Mariann Edgar Budde.

Still trying to get used to the idea that the US is really an oligarchy with democratic trappings just for show