bear-y mirror of my personal website We would rather be ruined than changed, We would rather die in our dread Than climb the cross of the moment...
You need to allow yourself to be vulnerable— hurt in uncountable ways spaces and orientations to be fully alive to feel fully alive? To allow ourselves to be susceptible to collapse to be more awakened from the resting and sleep of being otherwise Otherwise that unsettling comfortable of being alone with our worries in allaying our heart-fullness by the tunes of fear unrealizing our fear is…
Dedicated to you, I trace the edges of my skin. Caressing the bounds, tearing me whole, finding only myself in the middle of forever. To the boxes I seek to touch, there is no outside. I find that I am not confined. As I border all, only transfixed by being unknown. -- fluid as we are, watered by the unknown. Oh blessed unknown- In the beginning, I pretened to not know you. But now I know you to…
On the steeped edges of an abyss, birthed a gaping crevice Cavernous sides bespoke a tale of rifting connection. A divide so vast that the binding crust was forgotten, yet a river valley began anew. It is where we seem most divided that a deep connection can be unleashed.
When I inquire to the way you feel, your words eclipse your speech. The sun of your pain is so evident yet it is the moon you speak as, pushing and pulling waves of chilling bitterness. The water that we are calls me to swim. I ride the penumbra of discovery, a seething celestial flare. I catch that burning passion that you, oh so pained, are so reluctant to confront These are the pillars of a…