From Down Under

What is real of me has been disabled by what I have become. That which is real seeps through the expanding fissures of the epoxy personality. Something small of me is still a part of that finite surface although from without it has been encouraged, manipulated and compromised into separating from it’s true nature and in that has become calcified. Something more flowing and substantial of its origin has been contained within. I am not clear about what is emerging through these fissures. I am realizing that there is something from down under that is more of me than what I have come to identify with, illuminating and drawing me to the infinite.

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