Monday, June 30, 2025

With

Giving voice to the inner voice, the one you hear all the time. The first time you hear it you see something immaterial.

When I'm talking I'm someone else. I'm who I'm talking to. When I'm hyper aware that's really just aware.

When I'm with you I'm with you with me. When I'm with you I'm with me. With you though. Despite you I'm with me.

I'm myself like we identify with our feet our hands. I'm myself when I'm trying to do something.

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