hand on the steering wheel gripping tight, tighter than usual, knuckles white the feeling before the crash, knowing what's next but dreading the outcome if only fate was kinder maybe she is and we just haven't seen her true intentions i am the spirit and the spirit is me feeling the presence of something larger wrapped all the way around in every breath, every step, every thought connectedness to mother earth because i am her and she is me and we are all going to be dirt one day many imitate but only few stop to feel what she gives us and how we should be grateful i love mother earth and she loves me looking at the moon i love her too in all her beauty, even on the nights where i can't see her shine i feel her there because i am her and she is me the sun and it's warmth the sun and it's light i love her, and i am her and she is me i am everyone and everyone is me i am everything and everything is me there is no limit a universe far too vast and infinite to begin to understand so i don't attempt to there is no need to decode or ponder or drive myself mad looking for the answers i receive the answers i seek and if i don’t then they aren’t for me sometimes it’s my turn to drive and sometimes someone else must take the wheel Divine Feminine | Max Senter
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