Why do hookers and alcoholics feed off one another? The woman who needs to care for her dying child and the alcoholic is too ashamed to admit he wasn’t loved right. He hates women or maybe just the feminine in him he was made to feel ashamed of.

What if Earth was neither round nor flat yet just a floating star of ebbs and flows?
Completely and fully entrenched in the is-ness….❤️
Energy looks for itself for resolution.
In the bloody mired mirror of that day lay a cell phone in a bath of blood…
It never came back on.
I hide in plain view(s).
The rhetoric.
