It’s not the end

…because it was never the beginning…

We think in terms of a continuum with a starting point and an ending one.

A kind of moving state that helps us reason about things, process what is overwhelming, and shed what is ought to be forgotten.

In every waking minute, when things feel they have only one ending, it’s worth remembering the latter.

That your perception is shaping that truth to protect you while simultaneously harming you.

That might sound counterintuitive, and it is because in the stream of time, the entirety of this world we can never capture or reason with.

But we can trust it even if it’s a fading dream on the thresholds of our being, calling for our attention.

It’s not the end because it was never the beginning.

Do you hear it?

From behind the veil whispering…
From within the safety net humming…
From beyond your grasp, grasping…

Shhhhhh…..

Let it be heard 🤗

Until the next ❤️ beat ~.~.~