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i thought i was growing, changing, but i was wrong. i was always who i am, rearranging pieces to make sure they fit. i'm learning the fine art of self-realization. i'm learning how to swim in the love that connects us all together. and i don't even have to hold my breath.
and i'm amazed, swimming in this font of actuality, how long and hard we struggle so we can use the word liberated. some of us wear it proud, like a badge: "see, big world, i fought the good fight. i went on a journey to find myself." but, we are never really lost.
it's about discarding limitations. "personality never says 'i can't,' but simply absorbs and absorbs. personality always wants more and more" (my utmost for his highest, oswald chambers).
we need a world of personalities.
i sat for hours crammed next to a father of four, a high school graduate, a woman visiting her daughter in a coach seat bound for phoenix, for seattle, for edmonton, thighs touching without care, connecting, hearing, "first time flying?"
"every time is like the first," i in wonder whispered, nose pressed against the window.
like love.
like life.
everyday should be like the first, the only.
if you see me smiling, it's because the possibility of life amazes me. and if you catch me dancing, it's because i hear the world's heartbeat; i see its pulse throbbing the stars, in the city lights sparkling so that it's hard to distinguish earth from sky.
[UPDATE: he did it]
and i'm amazed, swimming in this font of actuality, how long and hard we struggle so we can use the word liberated. some of us wear it proud, like a badge: "see, big world, i fought the good fight. i went on a journey to find myself." but, we are never really lost.
it's about discarding limitations. "personality never says 'i can't,' but simply absorbs and absorbs. personality always wants more and more" (my utmost for his highest, oswald chambers).
we need a world of personalities.
i sat for hours crammed next to a father of four, a high school graduate, a woman visiting her daughter in a coach seat bound for phoenix, for seattle, for edmonton, thighs touching without care, connecting, hearing, "first time flying?"
"every time is like the first," i in wonder whispered, nose pressed against the window.
like love.
like life.
everyday should be like the first, the only.
if you see me smiling, it's because the possibility of life amazes me. and if you catch me dancing, it's because i hear the world's heartbeat; i see its pulse throbbing the stars, in the city lights sparkling so that it's hard to distinguish earth from sky.
[UPDATE: he did it]