It forgets the playfulness, the creativity, being lose, free from all the preformed patterns of behaviour. There is little space or energy left for the wildness to unfold. Somehow a soul stiffness creeps over me that shows in all the big and small moves, in my reactions, actions, voice and chest.
Feelings are replaced by a clean orderliness, the primitive urges choked down, the deep connection to the core of my spirit is weaker.
I want this right now. But I don't want to speak the tongue of empty, polite interaction set phrases and pale survival formula.
The attention is everywhere, but not inside. My authentic heart, I need to focus on you.
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