vivid dreams toss my rest away force me to wake stir remember return to the NOW NOW IS NOT comfort although this bed is soft in my mind I am on nails each penetrates a layer of the lie we tell to see this life as REAL separate and one at the same time duality or lie?
there is no way I can not grow from the confines of this situation growth comes through the cracks in the walls life breathes into stone hearts understanding awaits the bus to joy I am here in body …in spirit I am with my CAT
that at some point along the journey I would have thought of creating a site for me…a place to just plop stuff down.
