Full transparency? I’m still reeling from the punches. From the endless shifting from one position to another and somehow coming into place. At least, it
I have a divergent perspective, something that’s part synesthesia and part awareness of the akasha, that sees things as geometries of wyrd gravity through space.
The vast expanse of the Akashic Library stretched endlessly in all directions, its crystalline archways and ancient stone columns merging seamlessly with living roots and