written on 13th December 2018

Enough dilly dallying around younglings, dear constructed psyche. You’ve taken more time than you begged for to waste and wander. You’ve made a mess of all these gifts that belong to a present day woman’s existence. You’re clinging on to you wildly. You’re clinging on to everything that has made sense, because you know that you’ll need to let it all go, all at once. So today you want to hold on. So bravely, so fiercely, there you go. Into deep waters and high climbing flames with the unfortunate lack of fear. Oh, there you go again, loving everything, breathing everything in, hoarding things into your heart, making a mess you cannot keep. Or will you? Maybe you will and there you go. You’re making a mess again. Loving everything. Ingesting nectars and burning in Sunlight. There you go, choosing blindness, inducing the desired ignorance. Inviting sickness, standing in the cold rain. There you go again. Loving everything; swaying in the suffering, sinking into your skin, lashing out at love, overbearing the overwhelming. Melting, intoxicatingly down to the ground in sweet stupidity, in utter surrender. ~
There you go again…loving everything.
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