The Detriment of Separation
Perhaps Adam was wrong.
I have lived six months among the Unspoken, with hooded robes and shaved crowns. They go about their lives in absolute silence, quietly toiling amongst mountain peaks.
Six months I have watched them in silent study.
And today, I understand.
Adam’s mistake was naming earth’s creatures. Separating lion from wolf. Man from God.
For here, there are no labels. No black nor white. No man nor woman. No utterances for love nor greed. Everything is what it is. And nothing more.
We do not come into this world categorized and sorted.
It is thrust upon us— that detriment of separation.
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Kelley Zherzhi
Grew up on a steady diet of Tom Robbins and Stephen King.
Spinning tales in the quiet moments between motherhood and building a business.
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