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Post It Fast Before You Disappear Draft
I'm not the same as yesterday
This gives rise to the soluble layers
Or should that be depth?
My cascading through ever changing realities and trying to navigate
It's makes so much sense that I can't hold onto it
It tumbles through my grasp and I look at what is left in my hands to find it once again indecipherable
So I begin again, watching, collecting, thinking...
But then I emerge in the perfect self place and I'm walking in a dream, everyone likes me so much I'm literally getting high fives (Ace Rimmer vibes but I never truly get good hair)
I open my eyes and it's not that reality any more though I pass others that know that me
Some gives clues on how to fall into the right place
Wear eyeliner and brush your hair seem oddly loud as messages
I do always seem well turned out on the right planes
I don't know yesterday's person very well
Today's is making home made soup whilst eating sweets
Should I resonate with myself?
Am I reincarnated daily with a jumbled up version of myself
The ever requested shake my mind up and see if it lands better?
But I can't stay where I land for even a full day sometimes
I'll be here long enough to eat the soup
Which I coincidentally made in a pressure cooker
Roughly all the same ingredients thrown in but I never know what it's like til I remove the lid
Sometimes it's burnt and sometimes it's amazing and sometimes it's just the ingredients cooked
I'll take the lid off and the next line is the reveal
It looks nourishing, no need for a photo of the soup or me
See you on the flip side
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