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Something's Changed

I am possessed I allow the possession like a child allows a tantrum I am like a child

but then…

why rage against that isn’t one rage enough and so the monster gets fed and the monster isn’t the child

So what is the monster

Am I a rudderless ship in a landless sea more accurately and terrifyingly am I a ruddered ship in a landless sea navigating, precisely to impossibility charting a course on the sea of absence

I am certain I do not know

But these things inhabit me they have me these ideas I do not have them and I wonder if the ideas are out to dinner or at a coffee shop or in class and say to each other…

“I’ve just had a human” and the other ideas say “humans are a dime a dozen” and another says “it’s not about having a human, it’s about what you do with it”. and then all the ideas go back to their business.

Am I a human who’s been had? Well fuck! It feels that way, and tears well behind and around my eyes and in my throat.

Maybe I’ve got this life all wrong. I think I might have this life all wrong. What if I am the servant Maybe not servant – Vehicle What if I am the vehicle and that is the highest good highest purpose

Something… promise… promise… something begins to change something changes

Could it be. Could it be I’ve been looking at the grain of sand on the beach of the lake on the land surrounded by the oceans of the world...

...and calling it the world.

I think it might be.

I think it might be.

Something’s changed. and tears well… behind and around my eyes.

Damon Brink thank you.

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