My family tends to be confused when I tell them I have no interest in “owning,” property.
I have no interest in being a colonizer land.
Oh, ever am I intoxicated
By this nonsense?
*deep dreamy sigh*
When will I be free from searching for you in every single person I meet?
Because I know what’s best
Attract what I need and recycle the rest.
i watched you almost die so many times.
you’ll never remember how much i cried.
but you recovered through and came back to
and decided that i wasnt good enough for you.
spill onto me
calmness in the sea.
vines weave through trees
collective conciousness ever breathing
only char remains
At once I feel whole and anew.
At once I feel like everything that I thought I once knew.
Its been a feeling that’s been hard to come by when youre scrambling to piece together the crumbles of what you once called your life.
But this is pivotal.
A blank slate; tablua rasa; a take-two.
I can only imagine the things I am capable to do
That’s been the theme of my journey.
The single word mantra I’ve chanted to myself whenever I’ve been in a worry.
It’s a strange thing.
Because it never feels direct.
Just go with the flow and see what life brings you next.
Yet, it seems, all my wishes come true..
But what they don’t tell you is that your wishes dont complete you.