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May the longtime sun Shine upon you All love surround you. And the Pure Light within you Guide your way on.

Kundalini yoga quote

#Kundalini yoga

My Heart hurts

I’ve got no one to fix it except for myself. 🌸

#Ouf

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⚜⚜some new glassware finds⚜⚜

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Story of Two Swans mating Endlessly in the Shadow of storms

the bricks on this wall keep going, and don’t stop until there is a gaping clearing of wall. The people are sick, we are dying, and they are being chased to be hunted, like dogs. I found a spare five minutes of time lying on the side walk. I ask her if she’s okay. As she moves an eye, she doesn’t reply. I lie beside her in a mere fetal position, counting her breaths before she dies. I love her, still. And I don’t even know who she is. How heartache sows seeds in your chest that are hard to extract. (They stay there and grow like a-run-on sentence.)

how delicate I am besides this woman. How she got here, I don’t know. How many kids she’s given birth to, couldn’t tell. She is alone; so am I. We breathe steadily, at the same rhythm, hers has slowed to miraculously match mine. As if there are two keepers counting time.

I no longer wish to be held. She dies before I do — this is a coincidence. Simple fluke. Who knows next what they will do.

ep. 1

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I put two fingers in my mouth and scream as far as it will take me. My pillow a riverbank, the crying I do performed facedown. This is tonight. Enough for tonight. Tomorrow I will mourn some more, even without tears I am mourning every aching bit. I feel the people inside me disappearing, I am a matryoshka doll who has lost those all enclaved carved and buried within. Emptiest ornament, meant to be killed, later kissed. suddenly, the need to be fucked comes violently to my head, like an unbearable question, something sinister hiding an answer more upsetting. Who could do it? Shake me till an inch of my life, and then some. Or press on my kneck, moving like a harmonica. Inconvenience, ripped apart my legs dry the way it was done to me before, and the reason i say no. Why is control so important to you? I die at 16 and that’s the end of the narrative.

ep. 2

#Swans

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Chester Higgins

No one is coming to save you And nobody is coming to look for you.

I think about you like the Sun thinks about the Moon, sometimes.

Not often, and Not enough.

#five miles from alexandria

Story of Two Swans mating Endlessly in the Shadow of storms

the bricks on this wall keep going, and don’t stop until there is a gaping clearing of wall. The people are sick, we are dying, and they are being chased to be hunted, like dogs. I found a spare five minutes of time lying on the side walk. I ask her if she’s okay. As she moves an eye, she doesn’t reply. I lie beside her in a mere fetal position, counting her breaths before she dies. I love her, still. And I don’t even know who she is. How heartache sows seeds in your chest that are hard to extract. (They stay there and grow like a-run-on sentence.)

how delicate I am besides this woman. How she got here, I don’t know. How many kids she’s given birth to, couldn’t tell. She is alone; so am I. We breathe steadily, at the same rhythm, hers has slowed to miraculously match mine. As if there are two keepers counting time.

I no longer wish to be held. She dies before I do — this is a coincidence. Simple fluke. Who knows next what they will do.

ep. 1

#Swans