Spreading Fire spread fire through my entire body.
Slowly and methodically burning my body,
while urging me to feed the flames with my own breath.
Leaving me as a pile of ashes from which a new self rose,
stomping around in the ashes, eventually forming
them into a question mark. The fire symbolized the
curiosity I want to spread in others, but it ended up
burning my entire self. Do I risk doing that to others?
It’s not pleasant, but then again so is change rarely.
Phoenix Shrieks
What is the new self that rose out of the ashes?
Searching
Choosing
Requesting
Loving
Involved
Inquisitive
Longing
Lively
Honest
Selfmore
Instanding
Process-oriented
Self-constructing
Unbound
That is the question
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