But, I Digress.

  BEAUTY I want to create beauty. My soul wants to create beauty. I am beauty.   I was just sleeping at work. I can tell Because my mouth feels like it has been drooling. I’m not in control of most of my body, but my brain And my soul have combined to produce a kind of fluid functioning.   Watching me function is like watching a waterfall,      which is like me drooling which is what I can’t control when I sleep.   I also have trouble controlling my heavy desire to Create beauty. I always think—   What is Beauty?, what is Beautiful?   I think humanity is a beautiful thing—      I say thing because   what is humanity? Humanity is a clumsy patriot fighting for naiveté and goodness. All actions And thoughts, secular and spiritual, are humanity because they come from our Quiet and blundering experience. Humanity is beautiful magnificent   Even if sometimes we lose our way (we kiss thorns)       There’s beauty in that, too.   There’s beauty in our effective struggle. Beauty is not created,