In the spirit of self-compassion, tonight's journey/meditation will be very light, honoring my neuroticism and mental health that hinders deeper journeying. Acceptance, acceptance, acceptance, over and over and over.
I find the often used fallacy of appeal to antiquity very funny. The use of a statement, proposition, philosophy or ideal because it's old... so is misogyny, that's really old too.
In many native traditions, you don't get something without giving something up. I've wondered what I give to hyperspace. It wants me there, but I don't know what I give to it... I give myself... a lil bit everytime.
Sometimes, I wish I could live in a cave. With wifi. So I can still be here. And smoalk deems. And talk to and help people here. And have people bring me food and cannabis (and toilet paper) to guide them. That would be nice.
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