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i am running out of words . what is this ? what is happening ? why must i speak without a path ? i have lost my way

She is the Sun
and i am Her daughter
She is the moon
and i am Her lover

let's do the impossible

we have been quite dry with our desires, we truly want what we think we want, and it is with us at all times . cannot tell you what, but i am really praying for it to be real

i will push through . my only way out is what i know best . i'm losing track, i have been for the past year or so . but i'll be back, back together again

living with humans makes me fucking sick

i was born like this, it was destined . i can't tell you enough of how much i want to live a happy life with other creatures who feel the same way

i am not a person . i am a queer, altered freak . and it wasn't something i asked for

i cycle through blooming and withering when everyone doesn't see, and can't see what's inside the seed to really know what'll bloom next . i'll be there, in some capacity, in some formula

things are destined to be created and destroyed, so i am not hoarding i am rotting

the future is full of noise and i caught a wisp hiding in the artifacts, a drone turned to stone . only i can see it, to remove the noise and to reach a signal only i can tolerate will require rewiring

the world is parched, enduring the contest, and all we're seeing are glimpses of a spark waiting to happen . i can see it happening because i felt it, it was an ending . and it was real

you don't even know, you're not even ready . i am not ready, and that's why it'll be beautiful, it'll be imperfect, it'll be just

making no sense to nonsense is senseless, you shouldn't even be concerned

i have failed the test, my Own test several times . i am not living wrongfully, i'm just fine where i am . but i still have to wait

so you'd be surprised,
i'm barely visible !

our shadow has always been moving on its own, and because of it, i can't catch up unless i did shadow work and rewired the brain

there is no wrong way to do something, but it does get easier

i think my best approximation
for my relationship with god
is the same as the relationship between
spiders and centipedes

i am another Thing in nature
for it to contend with

o-oh, okay ! :>

this is good— this 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘴 good,
and i cannot tell you why 💊

how to stub my toe and still be fine

how to feel the whole world crying and remain still

how to sit with discomfort and remain ok . how to sit with discomfort and feel safe

our brains breaks when we think about projections despite it being a relatively easy to understand concept . don't know why

i am a mirror, a mirror to me, and not everyone will agree with thee that is the mirror in me

why weep ? why scream ? just be

i want to be kind despite it all, and it's quite elusive to get into that place . but it's possible

numbers do and don't matter, it depends on what you're looking for

everywhere i'll go, i'll always want to leave to some place else

this one feels deliberate and forced, that one feels natural and just . together, it was destined to flow in place anyways

the true beginning