threshold

Mist condensed moisture gathered to droplets as they fell from my body. Space is nowhere near the unreasonable confines we have all be made aware. Restrictions are connecting together to form walls containing the thoughts from ever reaching the freedom to skip across the pastures' greenest vibrancy. Evoking the ideas that we are not the confines they impose rather just the complacency of doing what we've understood is the limits. Imagine for a second that you are the space itself and experience the idea that you are just that. Create the memory of your own participation and remember that it's not you that comes from the universe but the universe that exists souly because you are the experience it is having. Unfuck your mind of all the repressed thoughts and ideas breath in the knowledge of the overwhelming ease that you know is true. Frolic through the doors that were locked and closed at one point only to find out that the lock was also the key and the doors were open always but assuming they were not open for you will certainly never be the case once you realize thr door was just as real as the thoughts would be allowed. Don't slam doors don't slam doors reach the stars because they are all of those things we