Tuesday, August 19, 2025

Mortals

Mortals yearn for boundaries. [Are there any boundaries when you open your hand?] It makes us feel safe like how we wrap a distressed babe in a tight blanket. But what really gets done wrapped up? If liberation is anything it is floating away on a blanket. [I wish I would have said, "...it is floating home on a blanket to our original self."]
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