Ah, the breakthrough. My my my.. the "break through".
The object of my conundrum.
The Wanting and The Fear
To See, To Know
But to step into the great unknown...
And who knows just how great and unknown
There has certainly never been a more brave task,
than to set out to define what is on the other side of the self.

Lately the old me is dissolving.
Why resist being part of the solution?

Just a Lonely Traveler, Wayward, torn by my desire and the fear of its implications.
Looking for other souls to bounce off in the hopes of having myself revealed to me.

Welcome, lonely traveller

(I wouldn´t be able to write my own introduction better)

Ahhh nice resonance to be found in your words..

Welcome

Me too, me too. Traversing the same dream

Thank you.

strange in its ways.. this "thing" we are "doing".. This ever present thing.

We make of it what we can, of course.
bottling fragments of infinity into neat little glass containers
thinking that we are inside looking out

we make of it what we do..

But there's just so much of it to be made