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I am made for the East.
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I am made for the East.
I am made for the East.
A mantra.
A call to manifest a movement of bodies from space to space.
To a place which will set us free.
A reclamation.
I am made for the East.
7.
Can we ever find pureness?
Or are we pureness, of pure matter?
My soul cries out for its sweetness, its depth and clarity.
I want to be enlightened.
Slowly, it seems, we fill our insides with cement.
Over time, it becomes packed until it suffocates.
The weightness of it on the chest, so longing to be lifted.
With the hardest blows, the traumas finally begin to crack the core of that cemented-over skeleton until finally, it crumbles. This is where I'm at.
