I get hit with energy, controlling the dream is to control my own inner workings
I shatter inside as I see the fragments of light around me
Vulnerable, I hold my space,
I can quiet my mind, so that there is one focus
It is my feelings that become chaos
I am good at university, it is grade one that is hard for me to do
Yet I manifested my sunglasses, I am so proud
When I hit bottom I hunt for Hope. If I can find the hope I can transmute the bottom
My thymus feels the pain of the collective. I can almost relate to Christ at Gethsemane
Being an empath much of what I feel is not me. Yet I must treat it as all me to heal it
Is the bottom just a cycle, or do I feel it for the sake of having no pity when I am there
The Rose blooms, revealing myself to myself
To be illumined, suddenly aware
I came to power, went back to the beginning, and now I am trying to get to the end again.
I am here to double, to be an artist, and to be human but also to evolve the paradox of the Human Condition.
Shaun Gamache