Being/Spit out of time

The heaviness of knowing; it’s like carrying the burden of secrets and being spit out of time The whirl still wants to talk about it-elementary Listening to the sound of inner space, the planets reconciling the different nuances of experience and integration I see the destination before we’ve arrived and look as crazy as one …

Original Woman

All the moments of my life, I have given you the best ones and every gnosis that’s been misunderstood and ultimately rejected, I have forgiven you for that as well I am the original woman, with the ether in my eyes and the living waters of my pain a sacrament-do you dare forget? Mist of …

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