Once we have divulged our subconscious, we must let the air of life heal it.
It peeps through every side path. The planes we bask in, high minded.
Touch the feet and step forth.
Let us share deeper truths. I ask the soul chilled to confess through commentary to this post.
I esteem the most gentility and openness in my relationships.
I am found intimidating as a woman subverting "image".
Psychology and basic human goodness are my divinity.
A lover of mine has to be emotionally intelligent.
I breathe through people, they are my wind horse.
I offer myself through laughter.
Hearty truths, fictions we love;
ReplyDeleteStatements of purity, Good art;
We love it all. They are Of people.
Me, my neighbour, or my friend.
They are stories of a person through whom
I breathe.
Chill on chilloid. I am enjoying these posts, chiller.
So, divulge on the blog what shenanigans you have been cooking up. I await with bated breath! PLEASEEEEEEEE!