Category: journal
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Just call me Desire: origins of Zen Desire
The people I work with, my friends, people who look out for me and respect me and protect me, they just call me Desire. And they do it openly. And they don’t make me feel weird about it. They just treat it like my name. Because that’s what it is. A name. I am Desire…
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Hyperbolic Time Chamber
What’s beautiful about this moment, is being so closely aligned to people & things & ideas I do truly care about. That’s why I feel like I’m in a hyperbolic time chamber; in this place, time is not linear. I experience points in my present & future, but the past is untouchable. I witness it…
Rose of Memphis 