Surrounded by addicts, some of the body, some of love. I see my addictions through their addictions, just like the stench of my own like how their cool, easy blow of cigarette smoke sits and lingers on me— aesthetically acceptable vices. I mirror, I watch, I judge. Some of the mind, some of spirit— whose … Continue reading Comedown
draw strength from all these experiences the pain, the joy , the higher states strength to speak, strength to live truthfully, strength to be strength to love again
Today, we document reminders of future glory, shifting reference points from the ether to fine print. When we do achieve— read this, and smile.
the world is in a constant humming be still, listen a beautiful sound of aliveness reverberation of life
Took a deep sweet breath and reached into my Earth. After Ajna, Sahasrara. Aum, Aum, Aum, Aum, Aum, Aum, Aum.
