I know about the unity of one The concept that we are all god Experiencing itself through the eyes of the many. I know it, I’ve seen it for myself Yet I don’t care to go back

Itching today. Itching at the thought of all the things I have to do today. Though I don’t actually have to do them. It’s something I want to do. I want to get ahead. I want to

You thought it again. Why? Why do you insist on complaining? Do you really wish to be anyone other than yourself? No. Then don’t complain when you have to do what it you need to do in

Not yet adjusted to the routine we have adjusted to for so long. Is this what happens when we take our foot off the gas? Does the aftershock of never stopping come into play? Maybe so… so