I didn’t say the things I’ve said with any planned motive of manipulation. I only do what I do to hear myself talk and learn. Sometimes there is a concrete thought that wants expression. I start with a topic I need to address and want fixed and out pops words so deep that even the deepest of people are stunned. I am also in an eye popping; depth searching for my truth. I take myself to a far off corner of some universal moment of my own. What faulty reasoning is there for me, in this time to be here wishing I was somewhere else? This is not a logical way to exist and want to change. I’m perplexed in my body that won’t breathe without a struggle that clogs my ability just to flow and surrender. What is it that has made me change and grow? All remains to be seen.
I want to be my cheery self, yet without an argument these are not times I find I can be light hearted. I am looking to heal all that has not been fully expressed. “We are only as sick as our secrets” This is where I will express as in the truth of who I am. I will write!
