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Concept, image and words by Juliana Scodeler
The beauty of those moments,
when you meet your surrendered self.
Just before you break free,
from that prison you built;
brick by brick.
Where you stay stuck,
for what feels like an eternity.
Then you collapse into yourself,
and you meet the mirror of honesty.
The sweet scent of truth.
As fast as the speed of light,
you start to piece
your shattered bits together.
Wondering if the gravitational pull
of this particular Black Hole,
is the very thing attracting all your light;
Or if its blackest blackness,
is attracting, you, instead.
They rather happen at the same time;
Spin off the back of each other’s co-dependency
Like creatures fighting for territory,
Upending the space around them.
Trillions of connections being made
at the same time.
Inside of you.
Inside of me.
A piece of Universe dust. A tiny slice of perfection.
When does it start you, where does it end me?
However this old black hole must live up to the modern test.
If even Newton was wrong,
and even Einstein got depressed.
The mysteries of reality;
Perhaps lie within the depths of Perception.
Beyond the equations of
Are you moving forward? and upwards?
On a spiral of space/time?
Are you expanding, are you looking inside?
Or are you just rushing by?
Ignoring the existence of the opposing forces,
that are pulling you back.
Think of the clues that make you gasp for air.
Your Fear versus your Expansion.
Your Shame versus your Freedom.
Don’t attack the unknown.
Look it in the eye with compassion.
Don’t believe the money driven.
Science alone won’t figure you out.
Religion alone won’t introduce you to god.
Medicine will take a gamble on your life.
There is ancient knowledge to study but we are killing our ancestors. Our selfless teachers.
Remember, there are infinite combinations, nothing is so black and white.
Everything is layered, everything is possible.
Everything is important and nothing matters at the same time.
Listen to the abundant amount of brain cells in your gut
And if you find yourself feeling crazy and like you don’t know who to trust:
make decisions based on your most honest truth.
Perhaps based on the purest form of love for all creatures.
A 2019-style call to prayer for the rebels to rebel (from inside).
Happy New Year!