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Rainfall filters through volcanic rock over hundreds of years.
The water collects in an ancient, artesian aquifer deep within the earth
Where it is protected from EXTERNAL ELEMENTS.
It's the way nature intended water to be. Untouched.
I am, like this world, composed almost entirely of water.
The only way I can stay pure, true, real, inside,
Is to layer an impermeable rock.
Build it slowly over time.
A solid surrounding.
Create an aquifer.
One where the water will always remain quiet, still, and delightfully warm.
No ripples or waves.
Smooth, stagnant, unchanging, undisturbed. At peace.
Untouched.
I wish for this as my life's goal,
With my every essence.
My every move, breath, and flutter of an eye-lid is an attempt to
Stumble upon my INTERNAL OASIS.
No matter what
Destructive forces threaten my skeleton-rock-shell,
Even mark or scar it, chisle or erode it,
The impermeable rock protects the collection of beautiful, pure,
Nothingness
That is everything.
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I stood nick up im not returning any of his phone calls its mean and insensitive and terriby awful but its what I want to do. Because I don't want him. I don't think. I can't tell if I'm falling down a cliff or climbing to the summit and it's tearing me apart.
That thing I am talking about above the line...thats me. And I need to find that, and nurse it and guard it.
This entry is not satisfying me. Not at all. I thought it would.
The water collects in an ancient, artesian aquifer deep within the earth
Where it is protected from EXTERNAL ELEMENTS.
It's the way nature intended water to be. Untouched.
I am, like this world, composed almost entirely of water.
The only way I can stay pure, true, real, inside,
Is to layer an impermeable rock.
Build it slowly over time.
A solid surrounding.
Create an aquifer.
One where the water will always remain quiet, still, and delightfully warm.
No ripples or waves.
Smooth, stagnant, unchanging, undisturbed. At peace.
Untouched.
I wish for this as my life's goal,
With my every essence.
My every move, breath, and flutter of an eye-lid is an attempt to
Stumble upon my INTERNAL OASIS.
No matter what
Destructive forces threaten my skeleton-rock-shell,
Even mark or scar it, chisle or erode it,
The impermeable rock protects the collection of beautiful, pure,
Nothingness
That is everything.
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I stood nick up im not returning any of his phone calls its mean and insensitive and terriby awful but its what I want to do. Because I don't want him. I don't think. I can't tell if I'm falling down a cliff or climbing to the summit and it's tearing me apart.
That thing I am talking about above the line...thats me. And I need to find that, and nurse it and guard it.
This entry is not satisfying me. Not at all. I thought it would.