Adrift on the Island of Myself I wait for Terra Firma of the mind

Adrift on the Island of Myself I wait for Terra Firma of the mind


From floating in a plasma of seemingly endless stream of thoughts where my toes and fingers have no grasp I come awake and crawl upward gasping for another day of “air”… Repeat daily. Sphere: Related Content

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