hiddenreceived

hiddenreceived Life is patterns, therefore cycles & thus, yes I would say we spin on an axis of self-preservation. Never thru my times of confusion did I become depressed, because at the very least it was clear to me that see the inner-self I would increase thru "otherness." On the way back from Cinci. back in the early 90s, I considered the lack of movement I thought was interior to this life transporting me & mitigating higher ground, in ways that were purely manufactured/hypercritical--of my dependency upon the array of social verification I was then so afraid. To get to the bonds of assurance I only had to perceive the clarity that relationship would be. Upon riding in the back floor of these younger cats vehicle, making the scene, I only needed to look out to the midnight sky before utterly as I shut my eyes on its vibrancy,did I realize the images stuck there. This had to mean silence is w/out, confusion is w/out, intelligence is w/out--and the star I sought to hang my hat on was only there developing in me ways of acquiescence to that truth as I could no longer act from a cntr. belonging only to myself. Out on the street, I guess it was somewhere in Newport, I imagined this guy saying to me as I sat on this door jam& him just carousing by, "I'll see you up here tonight!" And he seemed to be looking skyward, too. & my inner voice said, that's right you will.