I have come to realize being a little delusional is human. Maybe even healthy.

When you omit all fantasy and dream, become hyper aware, you aren't being human either. I can't say I remember ever experiencing another creatures consciousness, but as a human, this deeper curiosity that builds knowledge is not all science.

It's likely everyone has experienced a little to a lot of the profound in their short or long lives.

The weird and whimsical is a part of life too. We dream while we sleep, our minds wish to move. We are driven by dreams and concepts.

To not dream, to not look up and get lost in the breeze, is inhumane.

What flows through you when you dream is your creativity, your passion, the euphoric reality we get to when we make love, taste chocolate, laugh with people we love and enjoy... Where there's space for the magic that is real.

I have been in total darkness. I hear the crow scolding me now. I stayed too long but I never want to lose this edge. I always did like it hard and climbing back out I am not so enamoured with the light I can forget what is dark in me. This time I feel balanced.

Still strange as ever, but I feel changed, I feel growth, perhaps a rocky emergence but alas I am here.

Drying and unfurling my wings feels a lot like not giving a fuck lol