The pulse is so piercing, it's all we can see and feel. Taking away the dynamics means flat. Stagnant. Dull.
Turn up the volume, bleed a little, fall flat on your fucking face. It's these experiences that make us. That break us.
It's our souls that need healing. Help from others. Consideration for each other and a mind full of compassion.
Friendship, community and the willingness to let it all go. Check your ego at the door and lay yourself on the line for others.
Fingertip to Fingertip. Breath to breath. Embrace with our backs to the wind and hear its howl.
Friend here in my arms, you're always welcome, to laugh, to cry, to die.