Saturday, 12 October 2019

SHACK 387 ENDLESS

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It seems that there is no end to the stream of life pouring through me, it feels like a cork or plug has blown. Physically it feels like my crown chakra has shattered, although it seals up partially now and then. It feels like a hole has opened somewhere in my being and perhaps it is some neuronal reconfiguration.

Yesterday the 20th of July 2017 I spent the day wandering about nowhere in particular, eating a lot of junk food, overspending and the next day I was exhausted, restless and in a strange space, a space or place of no place or space and my familiar ego mind not finding itself in the remnants and shards of this shattering.

SHACK  


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