All in good time;

Sometimes, you are too much for the world, And at other times, it craves every single bit of you. Sometimes, you are effortlessly in-lined with one person or a few, And at other times, you are perfectly in-lined with all that is within you. At these times, you are all that you are and you can manage to be,  You have the world to love you, especially if that world is inside of you .

I crave art, conversation and a sense that might spark a range of poetic chaos inside of me, in the past year or two i have been swallowed by the rationale of things, delicately stroking the politics that come out of mere interactions towards ego, money or self absorbency, or maybe not even.. a shed of light on the ability to survive with the world, in the world, and through the world, a deep exhaustion within one’s self, for being locked-in physically leading to thorough pavements inside our brains and vessels through even the narrowest ones. I crave art, conversation, and a sense of comfort, a state of easiness and fluidity with no need for a constant input or judgement or explanation or or or.. I crave art, conversation and delightfulness without the need to carry the weight of the world on my shoulders. All i want is to wake up light and tuck myself in even lighter.