aspire

Jan 23, 2004 18:54

it's when your root pulls, hard, and you can't see the hooks, but you know they're there. your skin holds you, keeps you here, in life, this life.

sediment of mindless process, shaken loose enough to see the true texture. the light feels good, but it brings the pain of awareness. to aspire is to know with certainty one's place... to know it's not enough. so we are, creatures always wanting so much, but accepting so little.

only myself to blame... but blame is a tool of comfort for the disempowered, which I am not. So I am tearing off this skin, this shell, to feel the embrace of the rawness, the pain, the beauty, and myself.
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