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SING

Only the Vessel.

by Khandroma

in SING

Watch-parts were only the vessel AND THEIR BODIES MOVED LIKE THERE WAS NO TOMORROW. Shifting and leaning, falling toward the waves and getting sucked into the crowd. It was crowd-surfing on the hopes of tomorrow’s generation. Dancing through the thick of it. Being elevated to flight. Having no choice but leaving the ground behind, and [...]

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Yesterday I was Tattered.

by Khandroma

in SING

If I were a sailboat, I would sing to Venus every night, even if she could not see me. And my cunt pulses at that because my moon understands underneath those waters. And this is a sweet song:
I want to sit with you under a blanket of stars and have an exceedingly long make-out [...]

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Happiness Litmus Test.

by Khandroma

in SING

New frame: Does this feel like a way of loving myself?
Is it a loving of myself? A loving of Goddess, of G-d? DOES IT BRING ME CLOSER TO TRUTH, OR FURTHER FROM IT?
Does this feel like a way of loving myself? And is it?
And what about it holds the nourishment that I seek? [...]

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She was Curled Up.

by Khandroma

in SING

Listen to this
She was curled up, in a tight cocoon, and resting so precariously on the edge of a tree limb. It didn’t bother her that there were dangers; it didn’t even cross her mind, for wherever she was, home was, and home was always that perfect flavor of beautiful.

I WANT TO START FROM [...]

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Secret Happiness Dreams.

by Khandroma

in SING

Listen to this
DISCLAIMER: Giggles and fragments and exclamation points to follow.
My secret happiness dreams have always been about beauty art perfection of design. Having a safe home, and a home so filled with love that i could feel it walking inside the door, even if I was blindfolded. Knowing that clearly what love feels like [...]

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The Story Yet to be Written.

by Khandroma

in SING

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This is the story yet to be written. It is a tale of the Radical Healing to be found in self-expression — a tale of the Radical Trust it takes to discover such power — (a tale of) the redeeming power of Love. THIS IS THE STORY YET TO BE WRITTEN: A story [...]

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