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Ξ September 25th, 2007 | → | ∇ General, Philosophy |
What an interesting feeling this is. I don’t really know where it’s coming from. It wasn’t really there when I woke up this morning, but it’s been building. It was a seed then, and it has been blossoming through me all day. It’s as though I’ve been infused with some strength or knowledge as I slept, or done the work that needed to be done and awoken to find that I am whole.
I feel as though I am a new person, singular. I feel better, healed. There is a sense that I don’t need the crutches that I’ve used to survive anymore. It feels like the masks no longer fit, like the troubles I’ve had in my life are merely garments, raiments which have served their purpose and must now be cast aside.
I know, Know, this is not so simple as my senses lead me to believe. There is struggle there, there is pain. There is the inevitable force of will I must exert. There is a maintenance cost. There is suffering, and aloneness. There is a long hard travail down the crooked path which lies before and behind me, but Inside, there is me. And I feel overjoyed, happy with the featherless soaring of a balloon or kite. I feel as though it takes but a though to cast aside my shroud and awaken. It is as though a spell has lifted, and I am free to be myself.
