Schizo-ecstatic

An electric current exudes itself through my veins,

and no drug can match the ecstasy of this revelation,

as physical as it is intellectual,

the combined effort of a million emotions and one,

love, the great fire stoking the engine of human spirit,

and I grasp this token in my hand,

a stone burnt blue with pure, exalted everything-ness…

 

The everything that we have always been,

and that I shall become.

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