Metaphor

Look at you. Look at the way you stand there, as a body in this universe.

Waiting to enter the Sisters Home. Waiting just like me. To sense the unsensuous. The impossible dream. Waiting for the wonderful honesty.

Look at that body. Look at this body. Capturing the YOU inside a costume of skin. Moving towards the next destination. Moving without knowing, only by believing.

So much insecurity. So much to find in the home of the Sisters Hope. I don’t even have a name. But I know I will find the keys to my nervous system. My subconcious love for this mindblowing energy of just being. Being poetic and aware.

This world outside our bodies is just metaphors. Showing us what we are. What we could be. So look at you. What a beautiful metaphor for all I am going to be next week.

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