thought i could never feel pain again like i had before.. thought i couldn’t feel more than that… but i am living proof. i am a living sore wound proof that it is possible to hurt more.. to feel more.. to bleed more… i cry profusely like a gushing wound that won’t stop bleeding.. oh the horror…
"I embrace my desire to feel the rhythm, to feel connected enough to step aside and weep like a widow to feel inspired, to fathom the power, to witness the beauty, to bathe in the fountain, to swing on the spiral of our divinity and still be a human.." ~TOOL
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