Still
the essence of my existence.
As fastpaste as I’ve taught myself to be, my true fulfillment lies in stillness.
The tranquil serenity and peacefulness of the motionless state of the self, a time when I can thoroughly analyze my position in social matters and worldly affairs, as well as recognize and examine my prevailing tendencies/inclinations to further understand my natural disposition.
I’ve taken the time to walk slow, eat slow, speak slow…easing through my day.
It feels heavenly, delightful, divine…
Beautiful.
I am filled with unfathomable depths of gratefulness.
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