I do get what I ask for
I receive blessings, 
Signs are revealed,
I am open to sight
Magical, crystal, embedded.

We are absent in our presence
We are cartwheeling with stars on comets
An aurora-more-re-al-ist

Remove need to improve,
It's an invalid by now, last legs, record skipping.
Now bring on dessert 
More goo please

Coming alive from Creatrix Cave.

Remember that time you were face down, ass up, grinning from ear to ear?
There was nothing left but light? You were a hedge-rider, one foot in each world
simultaneously, adaptable in all climes, nothing was worth grasping?

Feel the silence under the still.here…
Now add breath and tap under ribs
all around your horizon. Breath 24/7

Ideas topple as Jenga, fantastic! Meow I can finally
fucking see what I asked for! I see the river flows as I do
and it is eternal. Thank you, more please. I beg its coming end, the
dramatic shot through the heart, falling to the knees kind of surrender,
one last finger pointing up...

‘but it was fun wasn’t it?’

My word for the year has a foothold meow, it is ‘sight.’
The tarot read ‘You see the situation perfectly’
The bleeding time vibration I can harness both its
mycelium grounding as ascending progressive spiral.

Moon cycle frequency like stone, old AF. You were there - uh huh.
Were it end as volcano all smoke and embers? There was a question
of belonging and today a friend danced down a spiral stair exclaiming
‘If you feel you don’t belong in THIS world, it’s because YOU
are trying to CREATE a NEW one!!’

Find the silence everywhat
try to keep it with you
the space feel it behind (you know where you just were)
to the sides (moving sideways carves new paths)
and front (with arms open wide) to embrace this AH

Meow give yourself a pat on the back and vamos!