Pointless
A made up concept.
As everything is: made up, Created
What is the point?
I’m yearning the answer of
Must I constantly define–
Purpose
I feel like I have that
in General terms
specificity though…
close up
details
//
What is time?
- “Wasting time”
If… {I love what I’m doing}, is it really a waste? What if I just don’t know yet what it’s for.. A surprise?! from the Uni*

so what does it really mean to “waste time”
I’m thinking: I have an expectation of what I want, what “should” be and they’re ramming horns together. Who’s the Winner of that fight?
Quick q: Are the expectations mine MINE M I N E
The program I’m in right now for group therapy is called: Choices
Choices
Choices
Black and White
Black: Block, Protection, No
White: Lighten and Love the x, warmth, Yes
*cue me talking kindly to myself
A1 : a flower blooms, says nothing
b : take your seat before the show begins, hurry, go go
A2 : “What are feelings?”
//
a : I ask myself why, it feels.. overwhelming – – to-to want to.. know it all.. All ~
b : I want to work- I work- all for what- when I get like this I think of freshly fallen snow
A1 : a flower blooms, says nothing
//
a : Does it matter if there is a point or not? deeper deeper deeper I fall
b : With Grace and Ease and Love and Flow
A2 : What are feelings?
//
a : The Divine cups my body, fetal position, and when Spirit is Done, when I’m ready, I do I do feel Tall.
b : Is it real? My experiences? sometimes, I don’t- she is. Because I believe it. I hear him. I feel them. I know. I know my beau
A1 : a flower blooms, says nothing
//
a : I want the Pure Light Life again… if that’s what happens (I choose to believe it) // I can feel it though- that’s the crazy part- I can feel The Call
b : Success success: Arms Open Wide high up to the sky eyes closed neck thrown back, held, I CALL OUT: give me the dough!!!!
A2 : What are feelings?
//
a : Breathing, inhale exhale,- what’s a decision? In my brain, there is a brawl
b : gnashing snapping jaws am I friend to Me or am I foe?
A1 : a flower blooms, says nothing
A2 : What are feelings?

I’m fucking itchy as fuck
Joy in the Present moment
Radical Acceptance Breathe in Light Breathe out Dark
It’s okay to be right here doing what I’m doing
profound
Existing is okay
Existing As I Am is okay
Do I take things personally?
Is that why I have spite?

I know you did what was Best
you’re strong and I love you for it
I’ll bid a farewell
I want to bury myself in you
Beautiful
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