the Purgatory of a Broken Heart

Fall into the abysmal depths

We fail to remember that the ones we ignore, will not be there one day, for us to do so.

The finality of the end, for all of us, should never be taken for granted.

Round and round we spin.

So yes.
If we spiral
We do it beautifully
On purpose
And we land on our feet.

This is not collapse.
It is a controlled rotation.

I light this black candle 🕯️
not to ask,
not to demand,
not to move fate
but to ground myself in truth and presence. 🌙

Let this flame anchor me. 🔥
Let my feet be heavy on the earth.

Asé