Internally, there is movement, however, externally, little changes.
It appears, the exit ramps are not engaging.
Therefore, time loops indefinitely.
Internally, there is movement, however, externally, little changes.
It appears, the exit ramps are not engaging.
Therefore, time loops indefinitely.
The love for chocolate chip has sadly tipped from desire to discernment. Alas, the intolerance for the stale, the safe, and the over familiar, birth the evolution of taste.
A new register for aliveness has alerted your nervous system. Now you can’t go back to that old sweetness, without it tasting dead.
Touch that is transportive, that takes you elsewhere.
Tender, full, generous, enveloping. Infusing spirit into deadened appendages. The feeling they lacked seemed abstract, but now, alive.
Insatiable. Like rain soaked soil pretending it did not need water.