And once in a while the universe responds in your own unique morse code.
In a world that’s so overridingly connected is it possible to have anything new to say ?
How can one live in any situation and learn to be at peace with you?
When is action informed, how do you know that your actions are informed?
“As a self-avowed bisexual I wonder what that’s meant to signify. Where is that magical chemistry , that spark?”
“The babel mutes to a soft murmur as I roll up the window to an ever-engaging present. I slip back no matter how much I’ve dissected and analysed, how to my detriment it can be to repeat a pattern.”
‘And so you realise ‘the project’ is you and you don’t feel all that revolutionary after all. More like someone returning from rehab in a world that’s still allowed to drink.’