Well…the restlessness got to me. So I began scouring the universe for something that felt real. Wander about. Get stuck. Get unstuck. Repeat. I’ve always told myself that I learn the hard way. Or is it my way? And not inherently hard? By “accident” I stumbled upon some sweet esoteric shit that rocked my paradigm. And it’s been rolling ever since. That sweet shit you ask? .....................radical unconditional self love...................... All you need is (self) love. I’m romancing myself and these words are the love stories chronicling the greatest love affair of my life.
Box Fort Universe I had a box fort. In it a universe came to be. A contained bang. An expansion of thought. One day I found a second box. Miraculous was it when my wished world grew. But then it rained and my condensed cosmos crumbled. I said, "This is truth." And moved on to "real" things. I've lived in a box house for some time now. Somehow my universe crept in. And now I'm looking to add an addition.
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