we define anchors within ourselves, for different reasons, for different issues, for different people and situations….
we’re feeling it. time.
we’re seeing those forked paths establish with a certain quickening. jobs and choices and decisions and their ensuing confluence of events are becoming obvious before we physically go through all of the motions….
i no longer hold or repress any emotion…
any and every relation-ship serves us consciously, and unconsciously….
those fleeting moments, when the circumstance overrides the repetitive, cyclical mind-junk of the everyday… it takes two, to both balance and imbalance the usual suspects, to jar the stagnant politeness, to instigate the otherness, the connected consciousness that transcends thoughts, words, and invasive time…
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