how leisurely the rush of words, this morning! a liberation… like looking out of a window and recognizing that, outside of me, there is another dimension, one that becomes integrated into who i am just as soon as i’ve acknowledged its presence. just so are the words, and the emotions that gave them birth.
but, no! this is not about emotion. this is about something much more primordial than that. this is about… sensation…
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sensation
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sensation
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sensation
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i feel the symphony of that word.
i let it swim inside my mouth… embrace the rims of my tonsils… tease the tip of my tongue.
i allow.
i live.
i am.
