Just feed the poor.

Eve ate the apple, did God love her any less?

Eve ate the apple, and gave it to Adam to eat. Did God love them any less? 

So let’s change this up. 

Eve took heroine, did God love her any less?

Eve took heroine, and gave Adam heroine too. Did God love them any less? 

Jesus said feed the poor. There wasn’t an addendum to that… Not “feed the poor, unless you feel it’s their fault they are poor, then fuck them. They’re on their own.”

Just feed the poor.

This is not the advice you want to hear…

I am a problem solver. So naturally, I give great advice……

Hearing you tell me the struggles you are going through, I am quick to lay out the clear path of choices, giving as much detailed direction as possible. After all, I do not want you to get lost! 

I am both fast to listen and fast to speak. (Wait… That’s not how that quote is supposed to go)

My thoughts behind my advice are subconsciously along the lines of what if the solutions or direction I have to give is exactly what you need to hear? What if what I have to advise will help change your life for the better? I just want to help. 

But it’s not really helpful, is it? Telling you what you already know.

It is not well thought out advice that you seek. You’re not stupid. This isn’t the first time you’ve heard these options. You probably repeat them everyday, quietly, in that beautiful head of yours. 

No. It’s not this advice stating what is right or wrong, healthy or unhealthy, good or bad… We both know you know these things. (We inherently know what is helpful or destructive, yet we cling to the latter of the two. Why?)

It’s not this advice that will pull you from your depression, from your never ending downpour or drought (rain or shine perspective – too much of a good thing can even be a bad thing; but you know this already). 

It is not this advice that will save you or be the miracle you need. 

It is not advice that you need from me. 

This is not advice. 

You’re smart and kind and beautiful. 

You’re not alone. You’re safe.