Benjamin Burke

At some point the madness comes out

At some place the water will find a way to make its ocean again

This box we have created to carry our past into our future will no longer hold all that we are.  Of course it never did.  Now comes the time when we spill out over the edges, make an ocean again—and live within it.

If you feel you’ve gone mad, you’ve simply arrived here. Pay attention. Give and keep yourself at once. Pay attention. Mind the edges of our mind and all that swims within. And live with everyone.

And if you’ve come to mind the box, to reinforce its sides and see it doesn’t spill—best you find yourself a new job. Best you find yourself a new job. Because this building will be burned to the ground.