NebT archives

 As always, I'll start by saying how words fail me. I often fuse fear with desire, and this jumbled concoction is powerful, strange and stings. I feel like I keep leaving my heart up in the air, in my sleeve for others to catch, and I'm tired.. a bit weary of this tug of hearts. Of holding space for it all, I have limited space, in an unlimited place. For so long, I've run. From myself, from something inside that shows me but a veil of the truth it covers. Through thsi all though, my intuition has botten a bit louder, and I'm happy for that. Whata is this ?!! This strange voice that whispers of surity, or numbers and months, it's all around us. Within us, and beyond us at once.. can it really be we're swirling masses of energy that's focused as us in this dimension ? It would support the tring theory and this mad world..  And now I think I know what I feared, and I know where this is going.. sigh... I do know that I'll be where I'm meant to be.. That...