existential
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A calm mourning
Mourning the night, mourning the break of day. I’m a handful of hours into my morning as synchronistic times approach. 10:10 How are you today? I ask My Lord. I hear nothing. It’s Wednesday already. I ponder where the first 2 days of this week went. Time, as illusionistic as…
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Where do the days go, if not with you?
I must leave soon so the most I can say, is to love. Love existence. Love it all. There’s nothing more than that and if you do find something else, it very much may be a lie. Where could I go, if not with you? Where do the days go,…
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The more the days seem to pass,
the more I enjoy the gray. Yesterday, I laid out on my balcony to bask in the sun, read a book, and let Haku feel the warm air. Today we both lay in front of the door while I write this to you and she rests. The sounds of rain…
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Aim for source
Master the mind, Master the senses, Master the waves of the Sea; Then only, will you truly know the Universe. —N.
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I’m walking, I’m traveling
I’m walking, I’m traveling. I’ve been here since the beginning; since the first time my words met your eyes and eventually were mouthed on your lips. I’ve been walking for a while now; traveling on foot. They ask why I don’t get a car; What’s the point? I can’t get…