The moment you see something with your own eyes and feel injustice with all your senses, you cross an inner border, you know you can’t go back from there.
I carry eons in my claws and infinity in my teeth -- if you peel back my scales, you’ll find everything beneath. Yet… yet… I need you as much as you need me, for what is infinity without minds to grasp it? What is fire without forests to burn? What is laughter if no mountains crumble, and what ...
We are literally a perpetual prayer. We’re continually sending requests, in all sorts of directions, consciously, unconsciously, through verbal expressions, energies and vibrations. We ask. We receive. And in receiving, we see who we believe ourselves to be.
How did our spirits intertwine so deeply that my heart feels now half of what it once was my tears become their own being I wake up in pools of this sadness The sleep does not come for many nights I am praying to a million gods and grasping for the lessons you taught me When I was a young girl ...