Hmm...not sure how to begin. Something is stirring. Forgotten things are suddenly resurfacing. Things that have been hidden in the deep places are being brought to light. I am wondering how to define it, how to understand it. But most of all, I am wondering if I should believe in it. This thing could come down to belief. Will I have the strength and the courage to grab it by the heal and allow myself to be pulled out by it. Or should I say, pulled in. For all I see are shadows before me. Glimpses of what could be. Nothing is clear except this: I am here.
"The promise
Of another summer is already a dream. thus years,
As I stand at this moment, are gathered
In their brooding darkness beneath."
--Warren
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amen.
"Feed my will to feel this moment,
urging me to cross the line.
Reaching out to embrace the random.
Reaching out to embrace whatever may come.
I embrace my desire to
feel the rhythm,
to feel connected
enough to step aside and
weep like a widow,
to feel inspired,
to fathom the power,
to witness the beauty,
to bathe in the fountain,
to swing on the spiral
of our divinity and
still be a human."
"lateralus"
maynard james keenan
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