I think of it as ‘photogrammetry of psyche’ — an arrangement of infinite points, that make up our Self, conscious and subconscious combined. Each point, an act of creation, another attempt to give your true Self more definition in space 🪞
It’s in your hands.
A gentle burning seeping from within.
A viscous drip, that clings.
A fire forming.
An inner flame, that finds its way to surface of your skin.
If you are true. If you are you.
It’s in your hands.
how real is something which only remains in your memory? like an abandoned building, which was already dreamy, and then you find the plot of land where it no longer stands, but you still see it there 🏢
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