#uncovering
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*To inhabit the space within
oneself, to such a degree
that the skin, thins itself out
in order to leave room
for that which is to occupy--
An indwelling
of self, to such a degree
as to stretch the skin
to full capacity..
leaving no room
for ambiguity--
All cells and atoms, within
now fully occupied,
fully inhabited
by the most beautiful
form of indwelling of all--
That, of the self.*
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Jun 27, 2021
Jun 27, 2021 at 10:43 AM UTC
Perhaps I peered too closely into the abysmal potholes of other people’s souls
of whom I had no business pilfering through in the first place.
Now I ponder about feelings and memories that do not belong to me
some of which are long forgotten, disregarded, or even irrelevant.
Of this information that I have unearthed and processed, I know not what to do with it.
I am perpetually preoccupied with what lies beneath the surface point, which is what pushes me forward, yet could propel me to my downfall.
I just sit here and anxiously ponder this arcane information I acquiesced
through means not noble to my standard of normal morals.
There is nothing else to do.
For I rest here in the realm of reality.
This is no novel of fiction for me to figure out.
I can’t flip through the pages of people’s plights.
Something like that does not fall within my rights.
I am a mere meddling mortal amongst other mortals.
I am no god who sits proudly upon their plethora of others’ secrets.
I am just another human being.
Sep 10, 2014
Sep 10, 2014 at 10:08 PM UTC
Comparison is a painful death of wisdom.
Jan 15, 2025
Jan 15, 2025 at 8:50 AM UTC
How to undust
My real
Spontaneous self?
I'm so afraid to
Show myself
It seems impossible.
It's stuck in my throat.
My breathing gets shallow.
I smile fake smiles
I'm sad and still don't cry those tears.
My soul screams.
Oct 19, 2024
Oct 19, 2024 at 5:36 PM UTC