Its happening. Its a thrum-thrum-thrumming singing through me that says things are changing again. I feel as I once felt when I first came down here, like I am standing on the edge of a cliff with my nose lifted to the wind, breathing in the scent of salt sea air and storm wind, tinged with spices from exotic lands. Something is shifting in the fabric of things, and I am again a falcoln floating on the currents, flying on stolen wings, a harbinger on the crest of the forefront of the storm.
Its more than just the winter coming, its a change in ME as well. I have opened my eyes and my senses, I have accepted the inevitable. I have stopped listening to lies, and instead sought out the truth beneath, and in doing so uncovered what needed to be known. I have turned away from people who only wish me harm, or, at least, offer me no good. I am coming again to accept my birthright and my differences, and I have again found a thing I passionately love.
I dont know what to make of it.
I dont know how long or even IF it will last.
But I do know that while its here its unignorable, jacking through me like an orgasm, vibrating like the strings on a violin. I know that I want to feel more.
The winds are blowing out of the east, blowing towards the west, and its only a matter of time beforeI can follow.
Do you believe in magick?
Its more than just the winter coming, its a change in ME as well. I have opened my eyes and my senses, I have accepted the inevitable. I have stopped listening to lies, and instead sought out the truth beneath, and in doing so uncovered what needed to be known. I have turned away from people who only wish me harm, or, at least, offer me no good. I am coming again to accept my birthright and my differences, and I have again found a thing I passionately love.
I dont know what to make of it.
I dont know how long or even IF it will last.
But I do know that while its here its unignorable, jacking through me like an orgasm, vibrating like the strings on a violin. I know that I want to feel more.
The winds are blowing out of the east, blowing towards the west, and its only a matter of time beforeI can follow.
Do you believe in magick?
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this is what i've decided to do differently. i'm looking just accepting things the way they are and pushing through. it's essentially a bad trip and i'm stuck in the middle. if i break through, i'll be better for it.
"Only the living feel pain, a void is only numbness, emptiness, and pain is the body's way of saying something is terribly, terribly broken and needs reshaped. Even emotional pain. And though you might not see the broken glass strewn on your path, though you might think the pain you feel is your fault because you cant see it even when you step on it, thats not the case. Dont blame yourself for the sins of the world."
i don't. granted, most of that was composed drunk and/or stoned, but i seriously think that letting it all go, all this mental noise, is in part, key to growing out of this entrapment and becoming a better person.
"Entropy wears away everything eventually. Even pain. Even regret. Even sorrow. Sometimes your worst enemy can also be your best friend."
entropy just is. just like the robots just are what they are. it and they cannot be destroyed. they just have to be accepted. i'm trying to learn acceptance.
"This probably hasnt helped, and I dont know how to explain, but I sincerely hope you find your way from the darkness and into light again. Take care."
i'm certainly trying, in spite of what i may say or do.