i experimented with myself and am still doing so. sometimes there is a long wink of liberosis but other times i nearly lose this mind. both are good.
the Sun rises again and the air is cool and there is a calm which im not sure is within or without definitely both. thank you to the fertile dirt!
when it is time to rest do not pretend it is time to work. and when it is time to work there is no need for rest.
at the lowest point despair wholly. do not hold back. and there the Holy waits in secret. God the highest, you are right here. always.
no secret; look in the mirror. closer now.
what a terribly beautiful mess,
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[reflections of self + brief excerpt from forthcoming book]