“The Mechanism is the growth and pruning of synapses in response to experience – synapses that become “Hard-wired” by repeated use”. (194)

Molding molds of children in infancy/in fencing of gardening parents

who hold no monetary constraints, no constraints of giving and time, completely releasing to the tending of the children. How can this really happen when we all struggle to see ourselves through to the next line of numbers signed by a man who doesn’t have any children. Placing value, removing time, removing love.

what a wonder what whorl wind, what a world wind of renewal to commemorate the criminals, the children, the parents.

we mend we meld and then we pry apart. Asking of our citizens the work of pruning.  A dynamic which might allow violence to end.  Is it as simple as that? Cut off the violent branches of your tree my sweet little child, they will cost us and cost us if we do not prune your truth in moments of shaping.  Shape your vessel to look like this, remove this part, the part deemed “damaged” by society and then continue on.

this takes time, and not just time, but the right time.  I do not know how or when or why

but we must tend to the gardens of our hearts

not to focus on removal, but on the building of beauty.