I realised I downplay my beauty for fear of being seen.
Why (do I fear)? (What do I fear?)
Lately I have felt blank.
I realised it is a newness of being. I think my concept of time is falling away. My world has literally moved in slow motion a couple of times in the last few days. I saw the movement of reality slow. It feels stagnant but yet it is movement. It is the perfect time to create. To begin. That is what the now is. It is a single everlasting moment.
I dance in this moment of blankness, of beauty and of beginning for reasons yet unknown to me.