unpredictability narrows; 

July 2025 (♋︎)

the mind is a paradise

i etch this insight into stone with my vision

my repetitive attention to it burns away in a cursive ℳªℊℳª

there is safety in again⏤

repeating patterns

so much so i become bored

i rather dig for the unknown like a fox

feel the dirt under my nails keeping me company

i crave movement like the core of the earth

i bubble,

i move ,

i remain hidden but felt

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im embarking on self-hypnosis

like gravity, they need me

they have to - i have to

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i bubble,

i move,

i remain hidden but felt

my internal goals and lengthy ambitions to be, exist as ibs does

they bubble

they move,

& they’re remain hidden but felt aware

the engine unfurls,

the engine of my life,

& there remains a blueprinted map

i read it like a lens turned to microscopic patterns, scan

the insight is debri sifting, gold mining, awkward patience, and betrayal

i can handle it

deciphering the moment leaves me animal hiding behind grass

i am not hiding

i tell myself i am hunting 

i lay ready like an extinguisher

focused like midterm

collecting dust in my past time

they find me always like im built of velvet

silent as snow

i crave an item broken off from me to settle and join my expanse

we’ll embark on an unison like we practiced this dance

i crave to be cloaked in ambition so i study the snow

i study the build up

i only enjoy snowfall at 3 am when it’s untouched and every flake cascades into a gentle rest

walking on snow / crushing it,

i’m unsettled when it’s crushed during walks

movement tends to bother me

i must get over how i can hear the time scream

as the research is objective

change is my friend

i have a hard time accepting man-made change in real time

this is why i remain quiet and watch

i say i am ready here but i am optimism loading

i think of the me of myself surviving the ice age as i become stuck in glowing amber

stillness can never outrun me

i predict a collision with solution oriented upheaval soon

people beg me to be volcanic

like its easy

but i am stuck in resin and its eternal hug and attention

this insight is lethargic and hides during winter

when i say hidden, it says rest

i am realizing that i am not that understanding, i need a magician to pull this confusion from me

i am not confused though when i go to sleep.

i spent the whole day coming back home from playing with universal magic

it is getting so real in here, i’m up next for a monologue

it has 28 run on sentences