The Eye of the Storm
12 March 2023·Short Post· 1 min read· 3 min reflection

The Eye of the Storm

Originally shared on Facebook · 12th March 2023

The heavenly rays begin to shine and the Earths crack open. The winds of Destiny increase and perish anything gripping its weary claws onto certainty.

I ride my guitar and sing to you my soul, as I gently, yet ferociously sail through stormy astral planes, seeking refuge in the eye of the storm.

Caught in infinite paradoxes between pain and pleasure as a fracture of existence suspended in time and space.

The past gets left in old and decaying star systems where time dwindles in eternity. The future looks to me. It whispers to me of Greener Pastures. Yet it warns me of danger that I do not see, and yet I feel.

I discard the road markings that were oh so generously gifted to me through the distortions of the culture. I close my eyes and open my heart and voice.

May the light of peace nurture you as it gently caresses the light of your soul. Journey safely, but bravely, beautiful souls of the cosmos.

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The Eye of the Storm

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