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Sometimes I wonder if my mind were to rumble like thunder, and then a thought sparked like lightning, and then it illuminated what was hiding. A realization hits me just as quickly, travelling at the universe's speed limit, that I am not who I say I am, but the sum of all I've accepted to allow me to change. Then how would I communicate to another soul, that I think could resonate with this realization the same? Sometimes my words fall short. I over explain or under. It feels like the same feeling of helplessness when you're startled by the thunder. And I sincerely think: the joy of clarity is in spreading it. But how would I be able to teach if I'm not even worthy nor capable of sharing it?
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Jan 8
Jan 8, 2026 at 10:47 AM UTC
Weather of Clarity
Sometimes I wonder if my mind were to rumble like thunder, and then a thought sparked like lightning, and then it illuminated what was hiding. A realization hits me just as quickly, travelling at the universe's speed limit, that I am not who I say I am, but the sum of all I've accepted to allow me to change. Then how would I communicate to another soul, that I think could resonate with this realization the same? Sometimes my words fall short. I over explain or under. It feels like the same feeling of helplessness when you're startled by the thunder. And I sincerely think: the joy of clarity is in spreading it. But how would I be able to teach if I'm not even worthy nor capable of sharing it?
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Jan 8
Jan 8, 2026 at 10:47 AM UTC
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