Without Title



That feeling, when I have shed my busy energy and the energies of others that seep into my being, and my beliefs about myself and my definition and my name, and I open my third eye to catch a glimpse of me as I am, really see me. There I am, fifteen years old, soft and raw and exposed, but also hardening from forming core convictions about myself and the Universe and the contract with which we are connected by an intricate ledger of responsibility and gratitude and creativity and clarity. That is what I am talking about.


Music Pairing: Everything Counts by Depeche Mode