I watched a leaf hang steady to its tig Until one day it flew Back and forth, weaving the air in crisp blood red Life from limb, what a miraculous fall Mine, a bittersweet death
Divorced, broke, surrounded by delusion, godless, and fantastically euphoric. I love learning, writing, taking pictures, and philosophizing. I’ve found “peace” in accepting the truth, even if that means that truth, for the time, is unknown. All said things have rooted me in an ever encompassing reality that is better than my wildest dreams.
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