when we look at the various stories that play out in our days, some beginning even as we open our eyes in the morning, we may not ever become entirely aware of the unconscious means with which we keep ourselves down, subservient, empty, and angry….
i have given everything i can see in this place all the meaning that it has for me….
i no longer hold or repress any emotion…
the infernal barriers are energetic, etheric, intangible and preconceptual, yet our mind desperately tries to quantify, categorize, ground and encapsulate them anyway….
it never stops
it’d be easier
if it did
for a few breaths
but that isn’t the truth…
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