I hope when you look back on your life, you love the person you grew into. I hope you held onto your wonder and gentleness. I hope you encountered shocking kindness. I hope you were stunned by moments of sheer beauty.
To be forgotten
To be a part of his past
Some days it doesn’t sit well with me
Some day was today
Hoping tomorrow is different
Hoping tomorrow I will be the one to forget
“There’s no “should” or “should not” when it comes to having feelings. They’re part of who we are, and their origins are beyond our control. When we can believe that, we may find it easier to make constructive choices about what to do with those feelings.”
How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;
The only weapons Abbie Hoffman brought to Chicago were his words. The U.S. government put him on trial for it. #TrialOfTheChicago7 is on @Netflix TOMORROW.