oh, no, randbot.
sacrificing sleep has left me deliriously in tuned...cortisol filters in but my cellular tuning-fork is fine and i can answer all my own questions at 3am, when i leave the library. these days are randomized puzzle pieces that bring me to focus as are the pictures in my head of attractions and biomolecular forces. It's not about you--it's about your cells. sometimes it's just the small stuff. remind myself to ask yoga instructor how eight limbs grapple with cellular infinity. i find myself in the pattern again and so happy for this side of the rubik's cube, or icosahedron, or the polycystic ovary. selfish drives come, then are overridden by questioning selfish drives. no questions. how long to ride out the wave...
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chi_of_corpse) wrote,
geeky
