BRITTANY ANN RYAN
A COMPILATION OF MY WRITINGS, THOUGHTS, DREAMS, ART & VISIONS.
It’s dark because you are trying too hard. Lightly child, lightly. Learn to do everything lightly. Yes, feel lightly even though you’re feeling deeply. Just lightly let things happen and lightly cope with them. I was so preposterously serious in those days, such a humorless little prig. Lightly, lightly – it’s the best advice ever given me. When it comes to dying even. Nothing ponderous, or portentous, or emphatic. No rhetoric, no tremolos, no self conscious persona putting on its celebrated imitation of Christ or Little Nell. And of course, no theology, no metaphysics. Just the fact of dying and the fact of the clear light. So throw away your baggage and go forward. There are quicksands all about you, sucking at your feet, trying to suck you down into fear and self-pity and despair. That’s why you must walk so lightly. Lightly my darling, on tiptoes and no luggage, not even a sponge bag, completely unencumbered.
- Aldous Huxley

He’ll carve your heart out like a skilled carpenter to wood. Hollowed caverns reflect in your big gentle eyes as you search within. For something. Anything. He’ll leave you wearing his judgment proud, like torn fucking metals barely hanging.

And you will let him, because you are ready. You’ve been ready.

- Brittany Ann Ryan
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