I believe in utter randomness, that the universe swirls without a care of me, and I love it.
I believe in not knowing a damn thing. Agnostic to the core and excited about possibilities.
I believe in the not yet, the yet-to-be springing out of now.
I believe we are beautiful accidents, fatally rotten to the core and thoroughly charming in our flaws.
I believe that time is the only thing that's perfect, the one damn thing that will never falter.
I believe that resolutions are the silliest, greatest things and I resolve today to be more grateful for the utter brevity of life and for the utter beauty of its imperfection.
I resolve to laugh at chaos even as it wounds.
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I love this poem. In fact, it very well might be my favorite. Ever. Kudos to you, Om.
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