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We Are Suspended In Transit

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  We are in Transit Poem: We step forward. Each step stirs dust into the air. The dry, shifting evening air. The sun is neither fully risen nor a witness. A silent guardian. Beginnings and endings, both here and just. At this hour. And yet shared. This is where time unravels. Where place dissolves and where movement lingers without. No words, no destination. This is the place. This is the sacred space. Each step cannot ignore faith. Where time unravels. Where movement lingers without end. A witness, a silent guardian. Beginnings and endings. Both here in the distance. The burden we carry is more than we thought. It is more than it is more than distance. It's the stories waiting to be uncovered. And the bond we strengthen along the way. Unanswered questions. Deferred dreams. The hope, the hope of arrival, leads us forward. At this threshold, we are neither lost nor found. We walk in the in-between. Each step whispers. Here we are. Here we are in the middle, in the middle and transit

Celeste Pathological Calm


Does it move you away from hate
Onward one step at a time
Further on from death

You are reassured, self-motivated and calm
Find the separation between the civilian and personal mindset
Power and welfare
Autonomously permitted through rank

Changed by your cultured stance
Identified as the essential mechanism of the situation
I am better than thee

The space between relationships well-being responsiveness, reactive thinking, and stress triggers
Purposed to be in the game







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