Quiet.
dark. There are thousands of thoughts, and ideas, and feelings, and scenarios floating through the room. spinning around you, but it's not in the room, its in your head. In that dark place where you can't find a soul to turn to. where do you go? do you just let your world crash in on yourself? I've done that before. it makes such a mess. and it can take years to clean up all the bits.
things past? It happens and you dwell. its a constant unrelenting pressure bearing down on you, as if to shatter your skull.
past is past.
Where to turn?
somewhere some part of me turned to the picture of the Deity hanging on my wall. I sat and I thought about the numerous questions in my head, and then I opened my mouth. I asked, "What do I do? I need to figure this out, and I can't..."
I didn't expect a direct answer, and I certainly didn't get one.
I found a small voice in the back of my head. A voice I had never heard before. I didn't even know what to make of it. I knew it was my voice, but that's it.
A revalation? Possibly.
I was pulled myself out of all the scenarios playing in my head and look at myself. almost like looking into a mirror from across the room.
Looking at the world, not through new eyes, just through different lenses.
I need to think about this. I need...?
dark. There are thousands of thoughts, and ideas, and feelings, and scenarios floating through the room. spinning around you, but it's not in the room, its in your head. In that dark place where you can't find a soul to turn to. where do you go? do you just let your world crash in on yourself? I've done that before. it makes such a mess. and it can take years to clean up all the bits.
things past? It happens and you dwell. its a constant unrelenting pressure bearing down on you, as if to shatter your skull.
past is past.
Where to turn?
somewhere some part of me turned to the picture of the Deity hanging on my wall. I sat and I thought about the numerous questions in my head, and then I opened my mouth. I asked, "What do I do? I need to figure this out, and I can't..."
I didn't expect a direct answer, and I certainly didn't get one.
I found a small voice in the back of my head. A voice I had never heard before. I didn't even know what to make of it. I knew it was my voice, but that's it.
A revalation? Possibly.
I was pulled myself out of all the scenarios playing in my head and look at myself. almost like looking into a mirror from across the room.
Looking at the world, not through new eyes, just through different lenses.
I need to think about this. I need...?
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ayres:
My bf will be ok with that, sugar! 
shaneka:
Sigh... Seems like you are reading what's inside, a lot of us... I wonder what would happen if things were just let to be the way they are. You seem like you have a lot of internal things going on right now. :hugs: