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for those moments of heated transition.
for moving through the world, rocketing through space - not so sure of what you’ve left behind, not so sure of what lies ahead.
seek solace in uncertainty, find peace in transition - no matter how warm it feels.
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i am spending the day unpacking and re-packing my bags, as i prepare to leave NYC for Lanka. i am more sad than i thought i would be about leaving this place. more sad, probably, to recognize that it is officially time to cut ties with what is superfluous. to lift myself from dwelling in what was once safe, and transfer myself to a foreign milieu.
on a quest to differentiate between alone-ness and loneliness.
to achieve spiritual independence, untangle my soul from false counterparts.
i am fishing for sublime wholeness, letting go of the questions i cannot answer, seeking truth in mystery.
reach for the god/dess within, pray she’s benevolent, expect radical chaos.
learning to trust only those who never seem to require confirmation of your faith in them.
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tits in NY museums
new album, chock full o feels.
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