We possess a single infallible guide, the Universal Spirit that lives in men as a whole, and in each one of us, which makes us aspire to what we should aspire: It is the Spirit that commands the tree to grow toward the sun, the flower to throw off its seed in Autumn, us to reach out towards God, and by so doing, become united to each other. &nb
By Lauren Drummond
“Love is going to fuck you up.” The ominous words rang out from a woman standing on the street corner. Pointing at me, the woman declared, “You are going to have to die before you can love anybody here.” I knew she was right.
On Monday, August 18, our friends The Peace Poets, a collective of artists that celebrate, examine and advocate for life through music and poetry, announced to their community that they had decided to divert from their current tour schedule to join the struggle for justice in Ferguson in the wake of the fatal police shooting of teenager
I have not slept for days. Last night I stood again at the front lines of a mass protest in Ferguson, Missouri. We were marching peacefully, calling for justice in the wake of the killing of Michael Brown last week.