in continuity with all yesterdays yet with a semblance of carrying no attachments no past nor even future only this presence a need for constant self-revision overtakes me again growth renunciation a forward motion that has nothing to do with getting anywhere this is what my feet have become mired in and mind you anyone ready to judge me stuck
there is living and then there is living
I take this
sky wide open
heart ablaze
Response–writing prompt
Stuck jumps off the page as I feel stuck so much of the time or is it just that my wheels are spinning and not propelling me forward you refer to it as growth renunciation yet my mind feels more disavowal not rejecting but wondering what why when those attachments keep me entangled stuck there’s that word again is it too late to find the impetus to more forward or do I really have the aspiration the eagerness I feel like the desire is there otherwise I wouldn’t still be searching longing learning becoming inspired de-sire from the phrase de-sidere “from the stars” Sidus heavenly body—ahhhhh!!!