Communication filtration complication
Emotion bottled intuition
Balance simplicity FORCED
This, present and powerful.
Thoughts pile into plans and ideas. Maybe I cannot lose myself? Loss seems acceptable now. The more I integrate this, the less fear impacts my life. A choice decided by fear, is truly not a choice.
We pressed into another, like stacked pillows.
Regardless, I will not forget. I cannot. And that is precious. Like stacked pillows, pressing so hard, becoming one feeling, experience, understanding. All we have is honesty.
Is this great tool our great downfall?
No, I feel more human, more valuable, more real.
around 11:00 PM