Jillian Arnold, Activist, Summer 1992
Tired of your pointless excuses. The countless reasons you give, for the endless torture she takes, mean nothing to her. They never have, and never will.
She's tired of your twisted logic. Two left shoes never made for one good fit. Yet you go on believing you can match ignorance with arrogance --- and end up with something less than disastrous. It never works that way.
She's tired of your endless hypocrisy. Trash rolls off your finger tips minutes after her name leaves your lips. If not seconds. Look your mother in the face, shout those words of grace, but mean them for once. She's never felt your love.
She's tired of bearing your burdens. EARTH is tired of absorbing your bad choices --- of feeling the consequences of your selfish acts, greedy endeavors, pointless injuries. You keep testing her, and she never wants to let you down.
But, the fact of the matter is...
In Jillian's Closet...