"Running away is like pretending you are separate from everything else."
Why can't I let go?
And row row this boat?
Merrily.. gently down the stream..
For life is but a dream.
Stare the unknown until it comes into focus. It's okay to blink though. In fact it's okay to fuck it. Hard.
ORIGAMI
You can fold a piece of paper how every you like
It is still the whole thing
Folds distinguish, they do not truly separate the fabric
You can create a beautiful form out of it
You can create an ulgy crumple out of it
But remember it can all return and become one again
Back to wholeness, potential/possibilities.. back to One
Different folds, different stories
Art of paper folding... art of story telling... making... being
Your problem was made up in the first place. Then so was the solution to counteract it. The real solution is.
