roaring thumping pumping

my heart is pounding with complusion…and probably doubling its pace because i do not know which actions will satisfy this need to move, act, go.

i’m reading the writings of ernesto che guevara and it hurts to know how much can be done. how much has been done. how much i am capable of. the conviction that comes from remembering there have been those who refused to silence their complusively beating heart.


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Keep me away from the wisdom which does not cry, the philosophy which does not laugh and the greatness which does not bow before children.
-Kahlil Gibran

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