I feel like everything is breaking in half…I can almost hear the groaning of my being, being ripped apart. Everything goes spilling out. Splat. On the ground all covered in dirt. Meanwhile I’m here, gaping open….
Open to the world. Open to new possibilities and opportunities. I am now able to be and see and think and feel with a clean slate.
Everything I thought is an illusion…all this cosmic dust bonding and breaking, giving and taking…it’s all nothing more than what my now ruptured mind believes it to be…which now of course is open for re-examination.
What is this illusory game we play? Why do we keep playing? I am not some piece to be moved here and there in strategic formation….for some tactical operation. I am a soul. A spirit….a being. I am fucking divine muthafucka, so act like ya know! I am meant to pass through this fractal mandala in organic swirls swinging around the orbits of the other blessed beings I encounter along the way.
Why do we complicate things so with petty and trivial garbage?
We are just like the atoms that make us…we are meant to bond. Bonds are meant to break. We are meant to exchange energy…we are meant to exchange information…we are meant to exchange our experiences. What do you think the molecules do when we aren’t looking?! They are being.
So why aren’t we?
Isn’t it time to break free?