the Purgatory of a Broken Heart

Fall into the abysmal depths

Step across the threshold, into a wonderland of sun-kissed marigolds.

☀️ 🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼☀️

Unlocking pattern recognition, telling me preemptively what this will be.

Yet, I cannot resist the pull. The observer and the observed splitting the moment.

What does it mean?

Catapulted into a future already seen. Nothing is surprising, anymore.

I am certain I have seen this before. 👁️

Stop ignoring your intuition, you are born with it as a gift. Don’t let society program you into latency.

A story told one thousand times. Devastation, destruction, rebirth and renewal.

From the ashes, rises the phoenix. 🐦‍🔥