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…
we tend to inundate ourselves with shoulds, have-tos, need-tos – amongst all the other worries and concerns of living. we attach a lot of our creative energy to tasks, and lists, and anxieties about future things, piled on top of whatever may still linger from what has passed….
there’s no useful time spent on chit-chat, or trying to convince yourself, or others, that maybe, one day, when the stars align, and the tarot cards say so, you’ll begin….
winding drive is this all there is to it? black to black struggle to emerge from the womb struggle to know from the forgetting struggle to seek from the chaos struggle to love from the mind struggle to survive from the machine struggle to let go from the having wanting needing empty so much more…
why do, just to do?
why waste your precious self
why give them exactly
what they want?…
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