Guided

Present tense is a clear horizon. Thoughts are false trails that seduce and lead astray. "Lean not upon your own understanding." Refuse to be led astray and yield into larger play.

A door closes. A door opens. A rejection. An old friend reaches out. Two months of distress give way to a new relation to thinkings way. Crippling thoughts teach that anything other than natural joy has been a ruse the whole time. Exchanging fantasy and horror for awareness. Returning to a larger world. The gate is open but I hesitate because I too am domesticate. Dwelling outdoors beyond our skull's shanty shack walls. Trading for technicolor radiance our faded slog. Showing up to the moment means loving life more than your own vainglory. My story is impotent without the renewal of arrive.