liquid streets

thought, written &posted. where do I begin? I mean, it kinda never started but for the sake of story telling I’ll continue where I last left off… its constantly expanding. every time I think I’ve arrived at the edge I realize it’s still not the edge. we live in a universe of abundance. there’s enough space for all of us. I’m constantly reawakening &more&more I’m realizing the Self is not personal but all-inclusive. in a spiritual standpoint, I know I’m not the first or the last to come to this realization, but I’ve arrived at It soul it’s profound to be amongst the gods&goddesses. been sober for a few months so I’m centered in my stillness. it comes to Me now …overflowing. I wish I could tell you all about it but words never do It justice. you gotta do your work to arrive at It yoself. in the city, it’s easy to be swayed but at hOMe it’s hard to make me leave my nature. I’m always arriving back to wHere I always been. it’s like all this time I’ve been giving my crown to things that I thought mattered, but the crowns back on my head &I’m wide awake. I’ll try to be less poetic &more descriptive with what I mean later….peace++++