Although the essentials aren’t needed, they sit heavy in my backpack and act as a necessity to my mind. If I could throw it all away I would, but I’m not there yet. I’m not free enough, I still conform to the poisons that have been engrained in me. Although the layers are heavy, I consciously peel them, day in and day out. It will be only moments until I am that of a molten rock, held by nothing, free of everything!
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Molten rock…perfect. I love the analogy.
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Thank you Juliana! Can’t hold a molten rock!! 😁
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