There is a strange and near ominous peace floating around.
Simple little glimpses tease the wonderment and dreams.
Tell you that there is something
Just out of sight.
Just out of reach.
Just on the other side of knowing.
The amazing feeling that there is
A precipice.
Yawning in its unavoidable
Unyielding
Fuck. Uncaring
Power.
Like seeing the dark shapes in the sea below you
Circling.
So beautiful.
So final.
Yet it is going to be such a powerfully new
Experience.
There is nothing to do but let it happen.
That is sort of what I am feeling.
I haven’t given up so much as
Became engrossed with the possibilities
Presented by Letting Go.
