I take a chance

I just take the chance of finding solace that I can talk to people even when they can’t hear.

I can talk when they’re miles away.

I can talk when they do not live.

And my words don’t feel like a waste of breath.

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I am the guardian of my own thoughts when I don’t have to present them in words, and in myself I am free.. free to feel, to be, to become..

In myself is the world I seek, and the world I am yet to know.

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This perplexing existence of me and the fiery stars glowing where only my vision and my dreams reach… the existence of the both in a parallel dimension, and over shared history of descent…and continuing together-however large, however insignificant, into the laps of oblivion and the wombs of rebirth…

This gives me a reason to be.

And be a part of the whole, and that of nothing.

To be immersed thus into the Maker, by being coherent with the paradoxes and extremes, and consisting of both when I receive the end and the beginning at the same.

I have my reason.