Nothing in this world will suffice to fill my soul. What I seek can only be found in the frequencies of the universe.
I am a woman who already knows what she wants. I can’t sit at my kitchen table waiting when I’m in a state of perpetual motion.
It’s all a matter of consequence. This consequential operation determines who you will be minutes from now, tomorrow, or three years from today. We build these schedules of habits around us and bow down to them—who could have imagined that something so abstract like that would become our master, our God. Breaking the chains that hold on to our minds can only occur when something throws us out of orbit, but we’re so easily engrossed in the gravitational pull of heartbreaking habits that who knows if we’ll have the strength to release ourselves—to break the contingency. There are few with the knowledge of what it takes to break and knowledge is power, so will they break or build that which enslaves the rest?
Fui la cosita más bonita que llegaste a ver. Que triste es saber que un alma tan cariñosa nunca lograras tener. Pero como yo se que me quisiste tener sin raíces establecer yo sigo mi camino y nunca tuya volveré a ser.
So ethereal, the way the water pools into my cupped hands; its velvety caress and the cacophony of unpatterned rhythm lure me in to a tantric state. The being becomes what it surrounds itself with, the enlightenment comes from acceptance and awareness of this magical world around us. I am on a higher plane and outer space can be so refreshing.
I looked at our old pictures and nearly fell in love again,
A whirlwind of butterflies so bittersweet—oh the pain.
I guess all that I dreamt of was a waste and in vain.
It was an Iowa spring that made me love sunrises and cloudy days. It was in the coolness of raindrops that fell upon my face and in the freshness of petrichor in the air that I awoke spiritually.