alabaster everything

i had a blog in my early 20s

it started out as a group blog

it whittled down to a single-writer blog

and then one day

i replaced the entire blog with large black text on a white background—the text said

alabaster everything

and thats it

everything in the world (everyone) was alabaster

it was translucent (see-through-able)

everything was learnable

there was a corner at the edge of every thing i encountered—that could be peeled back

the thing could be uncovered

revealed

everything could be known

i was overwhelmed with this feeling

so i re-introduce the phrase here

everything is alabaster—alabaster everything

everything in my world today is thin thin sheets of alabaster (barely laid over the truth)

everything bends over backwards to reveal itself to me

and i crawl through it

pressing lightly here and there

adjusting my world

surgically and slightly—messily and noisily

doing my job with the rough truths that form our terrain

and the thin sheets of alabaster which cover them


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