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Feb. 24th, 2012 11:25 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sabrinamariJesus, I wish I could just be locked into a room today with my computer and the complete freedom to write out everything I need to say. I have so many things kicking at the back of my head to get out, kicking hard, and I am supposed to write something completely different today at work.
This happens periodically, but it's more intense than usual today, because I have a thick piece trying to tear its way out on a journey to a dear friend, and another, much longer piece that's riding me like an Orisha and will not chill the frick out. To top it off, while driving over here, my crown chakra opened up and stabilized at about three feet wide, and I can no longer fit all of me into my body.
That's an interesting thing to try and explain to a non-Pagan.
So I feel like I'm currently being possessed by two manuscripts and a huge part of my discarnate self, the part that exists with just as much reality as my embodied self, but is waaaay too big to be crammed into it while I'm currently walking around on this earth.
If I could just write this all out, then it would be alright. On the other hand, it would probably take many, many days to do that adequately. It's almost a manic feeling...
This short bit will probably take the urgency off of me long enough to work on my article draft, anyway. That would be a relief.
In the meantime I will just listen endlessly to Televators and work with what currently is.
"Only this manupod, crescent in shape, has escaped..."
This happens periodically, but it's more intense than usual today, because I have a thick piece trying to tear its way out on a journey to a dear friend, and another, much longer piece that's riding me like an Orisha and will not chill the frick out. To top it off, while driving over here, my crown chakra opened up and stabilized at about three feet wide, and I can no longer fit all of me into my body.
That's an interesting thing to try and explain to a non-Pagan.
So I feel like I'm currently being possessed by two manuscripts and a huge part of my discarnate self, the part that exists with just as much reality as my embodied self, but is waaaay too big to be crammed into it while I'm currently walking around on this earth.
If I could just write this all out, then it would be alright. On the other hand, it would probably take many, many days to do that adequately. It's almost a manic feeling...
This short bit will probably take the urgency off of me long enough to work on my article draft, anyway. That would be a relief.
In the meantime I will just listen endlessly to Televators and work with what currently is.
"Only this manupod, crescent in shape, has escaped..."
