harmony and
It's like I'm uncertan if the lights are on or off in the room - I know I should be able to tell, but I can't.
It's like there's snow and rain pouring and falling and tumbling down from the skies although there are no clouds and the sun shines hot.
It's like someone's talking to me in a language I don't understand and still my body wants to respond and tries to produce words I know I can't know.
It's like being pulled out to sea, not really sure of if this is what should be happening, quite sure that I was lying in bed and not in any waters at all.
Resistance might be claimed as useless, existance doesn't fall under the same category
Squeeze yourself together til you're the smallest you can be, count a few moments of thought
and expand
expand
stretch your arms like you never did before, see to that your shoulderblades feel like wings
lift your feet off the ground and embrace the fact that you are.
Only fact there is, so shine that light
move that physical existence that contains you
YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY
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