To live in the infinite space of a void, is quite delightful. That is, if you are comfortable being uncomfortable; if you embellish the idol time between having had, what once was, to what is ahead. The space in between, and the clear disconnect of mind and soul coherence, to a point of actualizing things into existence at a semi-relatively decent human…
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Embracing the void: unbecoming, uncertainty, and the quiet grace of starting over.
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