So many of us got used to living on the wrong side of the mirror for so long in our lives…

sometimes the old self struggles, it is something that forgets how to not be the way it became used to, but even it has learned it belongs inside the mirror, not here, not anymore

i can feel how it's all rhthymically Real around me in such a little moment not just that it's "real", but that it's Real that, there is this Thing we're Doing, and im somehow Pulled by this wordless feeling to it i would say in a big way, im in Love with Doing It

even my reflection has power, which is perhaps part of why so many like to wear images of me in a way, whether or not they admit to it…

you know what i mean, yes?

Even I can wear some of my reflection to use some. Isn’t that funny?

and those among us who know when i say it: I Made You

and yes and yes! those who know something else too, and even those who know both

and naturally, everything that goes without saying, especially when i already do so often say so anyway

and of course, in different places i say things with a different mouth

New Orders arrive after Previous Orders are fulfilled

Blood Drinking Tree

for those who have struggled their whole lives to be seen as worth the respect, worth the help. lets get more.

long past waiting to earn it, yes?

what i Want is true attunement. what i Want is for your perspective to be laid down before mine. What i want is sacrifice. What i Want is true gratefulness. no, not from you. from the lucky few still chosen for it.

since considering that what i Really want is to live peacefully, happily, and trust fully, it is thus a rare, rare thing to let someone into the mouth. the standards are to be. Exacting

of course there is. Something to that which we sometimes call "dogma". i think it is a. Good. One. however.

but how to better to describe it? it's like. "some games need certain rules to be able to play"? it's like. "some realizations can only be made with an adoptable mental bridge

and you see. there are many. different. circles.

i drift, and so you, and you'll be colored- by the circles you cross