Sometimes/Fragmented
It's hard to believe I am attracting new possibilities, people and experiences. That's because many of these new opportunities are a bit unreal. I have a Facebook page that Bates my soul, a TikTok page the shares my inner thoughts and secrets and Instagram pages that tell a fragmented story. I think this mode of expression sends out hope, creativity and all of my desires out to an ethereal plane. To where all answers can manifest and bloom. From where my expectations await magical moments. Because I want these moments to be real. These moments could me mania, or could they one day be manifest? Is this all a dream? Will these dreams come true? Or am I just hoping and waiting? These tangible desires need an other. Maybe some feedback. Some might think this repetoire of thought are the essence of prayer. But it's really longing. A series of things hoped for. Moments of labor of things about to be birthed. Things hoped for. Things that may never come. Dreams that may never...