So grateful to be home. So grateful to be creating.
I just tell myself to Be Here and listen to Nine Inch Nails.
Be here. What is here? What is this Now? What the hell is going on?
Grateful for NIN it's like high school again and I have to carve my preference into my backpack and arms.
Grateful music orders consciousness.
Be here. What is here? Be here? What is here? What is all this stuff around me? How did I get here?
Be home. Be home. Everything can find you when you're home. Breathe in. Breathe out.
Breathe in and raise your vibration. Breathe out and release resistance. Be home. What is home?
Grateful to be home. Grateful to be home. I shouldn't have to try to be in the Now.
I'm in the Now. I can just smile and I'm in the Now. Look at the periphery of your vision. Your hair, your face. Your hands. Your nose. Isn't it so weird to be peering out through this flesh ship?