When we realize We All are connected but We each have our own dream and our own perception of It,  We realize We have the key.  To it all. We always say we are still looking, we’ll never find it, we still haven’t found what we’re looking For. We always say we are not Enough. But there it is, the answer to Life. We are all One but each Ourselves. We all have the Answer–> yet we All struggle in the aisle with what sauce to pick and what show to watch and what hat to wear, and We All struggle with how to deal with that ass-hole or memory. We are All the hole/whole.

 

I feel like we should have a ceremony for this balloon that I swear has been going on for almost two months. Majorly abused. It is finally growing smaller now. I feel like we should have a ceremony for it, but it’s quite possible we won’t.