My sister passed away last full moon. She said she would. Said she'd fly away on the back of the full moon. These are the words she lived by.
'Conventional knowledge is death to our souls
and it is not really ours.
We must become ignorant of what we've been taught,
and be, instead, bewildered.
Run from what's profitable and comfortable.
If you drink those liqueurs,
you'll spill the spring water of your real life.
Forget safety. Live where you fear to live.
Destroy your reputation. Be notorious.
I have tried prudent planning long enough.
From now on, I'll be mad.' Rumi
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