The sweetness of unfurling.
Truth is love. Love is truth. That's why love is all we need.
When I write these posts
as an opportunity to share
— just share—
& feel
—just feel—
they feel cleaner.
In that order.
Share & feel.
Share & feel.
Catharsis, embodied.
Fuck.
I feel accosted with myself every time I see this page. And yet, it’s all I want.
What an erotic metaphor. And what a metaphor for the erotic itself.
… And what a metaphor for most people’s patterns in relationships.
(Wink wink, nudge nudge)
So, I’m here.
So, I stay.
Because it’s important to me.
Because these feelings will not— & do not— destroy me.
In fact…
They’re beautiful too.
They’re the most beautiful thing that is.
I have my Sensate around my neck.
It whirrs comfortingly like a kitten, but without the weight of an animal.
I feel my body soften. I am so grateful.
I get to do this.
I get to live here now.
I get to be here now.
I get to design my life the way I wa…
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