i'm trying to make steps toward clarity,
but it seems i'm moving closer to insanity.
i try to stay afloat,
keep my head above water.
yet still i'm drowning,
in search of all that i need
to be free of thought,
free of mind.
when will i cross freedom lines?
when will i stand,
still at ease
in face of sun,
embracing breeze.
whisper to trees
"how do you stay
so sane in midst of
disarray?
and if you may,
teach me to be like you.
so strong and so in touch with roots."
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i know my strength lies within the very depths of who i am,
i know how challenging the channelling can get....
somehow i can write a mile a minute,
i can rant even splurge,
but for some odd reason i can't put this experience into words.