We are in a time of great distortion. Each of us swimming a turbulent sea. Breathe. For you are not alone. Here, now, individually we are tasked with seeing more. We, the builders of that next door. Breathe. Everything is as it should be. We - the gap between the pulse. Here, now the in-between. From what was to what will be. Breathe. You are never alone and yet... only as individuals do we climb. Unity, that shared beat. This moment... now becoming history. “He's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.” (Brontë) There is no way to ever be truly alone. Truly unknown. For we are one. We the infinitely entangled each and every one. You know me as I know you, alone or together we are infinity. Breathe. Love is the thread we weave. The only tendril we'll ever need. home alone Just Breathe. Namaste Exe 12/11/2023
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