Eat, nourish yourself with truth. Be free. Canonize your existence
with the fervor of your breath. Breathe, you are alive, now take your soul and
hold it tightly and say “dear, oh dear I love you so, oh dear I will love you
till the time ceases to exist”. Hold
yourself tight because you will want to run from this knowing and this darkness
of what you don’t, cant, will not know in proof, but yet must believe, I am
going to be okay. Now feast. Feast like there is no tomorrow. Feast on your
giving. Your listening, you’re questioning. Feast on your humor and your love
of rusted artifacts and affectionate goats
and kissing llamas. Feast on your innocence inside your corrupted memories
and experiences and pain. Feast in your loving and being loved. Feast. Feast. Feast. There is plenty.I love you.
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