You are always enough whoever told you you were not enough? You are always enough.
with all my heart, i aspire to be nothing nothing... not an inkling not a notion nothing that can be described nothing that can be pointed at
oh, world of my making... how your notion of perfection provides such friction how your ideal of possibility provides such longing
in a moment of radical lucidity, i received a series of profound messages. the first message came in these words: "you must suspend all agreements or you will die". and then again, "you must suspend all agreements or you will die".
“as I begin to identify my true “self” as one with the force of all creation, I am faced with the inevitability of embracing everything I’m opposed to, including all atrocities, as a part of myself.” – c.s.
for the most part, the human condition is a lonely one. and though we are social beings by nature, we are also spiritual orphans, abandoned by god, and left longing for the comfort of deep familial connectedness.
I want to slide with you like two salamanders slipping in a muddy pool to feel cool water on your warm skin
on any given day I am all too seen in the play of my familiar world