Feb 16
apo i feel it when i hold onto ingredients from the earth, i feel it in the music of the wind, my body is remembering things of the past that are beyond my lifetime.
the reds, the greens, the browns [the shit all over the mountainous ground] i'm seeing it slowly and clearly. i'm questioning the feelings in my own body, who are you, where are you from, are you external/internal, from the past, present, or future?; or are you simply like what i've come to learn, my twin soul that has their own adventure whilst i am asleep.
i would like to get to know you, if you are just a blockage or the energy of my other soul; if you could have a name, what would it be? could i talk to you? have i been talking to you?
so many unanswered questions
