Edge of awakeness.
There is a pattern that sometimes overtakes me. It is a sense of extending through all directions at ones: extending inward, outward, through larger scales, to smaller scales, and in patternward ways that I have no words for. When that sense is strongest... Let us say that my words can become strange.
I'm at work right now, despite my ill health, and I can feel the call of that shape.
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Once I experimented with claustraphobia and agoraphobia, skirted around those patterns in a fit of curiosity. Fortunately, without an anchor, they were easy to let go. The fears that do rule me? I suspect they too can be let go, despite the anchor.
I'm at work right now, despite my ill health, and I can feel the call of that shape.
...
Once I experimented with claustraphobia and agoraphobia, skirted around those patterns in a fit of curiosity. Fortunately, without an anchor, they were easy to let go. The fears that do rule me? I suspect they too can be let go, despite the anchor.