When we break the mirrors with which we surround ourselves—mirrors we use for constant self-analysis and criticism—we can start to see that we live in a world filled with other people, people trapped in the same theater, people who, like us, need encouragement, friendship, love. And here we find freedom, here we find our purpose, for we are here, after all, to love.

Perfection is God’s territory. Our human territory is a practice field. And it’s filled with mistakes and accidents and false starts and defeats. And every now and again, a victory. This is how we become equipped, not for perfection, but for life.

Lunacy is in the mind of the beholder.

I might be out of line, but that’s where I prefer to stand.

Refuse to be caged.

Refuse to succumb to the ultimate aim of the Propaganda Age, which is to flood you with ever-changing distractions and thereby fool you into thinking there is no such thing as truth.

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