What was I thinking?

Fart metaphors? Really? What was I thinking? How am I supposed to convey the depth of universal love using poop talk? The sensation of oneness that couples meditation can’t possibly be paired with the feeling of a long awaited moment of solitude to let one rip. Well, perhaps the comparison is there…… It’s coming, all inching closer and closer from chaos to form. Snippets of wisdom like lightening on a glass horizon. That’s how creativity works. Trust, patience, allowance, then lightening.

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