this is the beating heart
let it go

does it matter?

judgement. curl. soothe.

please be kind

and bow...

...forehead to the ground.

sometimes i wish i could believe in woowoo. believe i have a guardian angel and feel spoken to by angel numbers. to keep a grimoire and feel connection to the moon phases. to respect and appease fairies. to worship deities. would it make life feel richer? richer than the emotionless void of space?
but doesn't space have it's own magic too?

i'm tired of feeling so cold

i feel fake in everything i do
when authenticity is performative, what is left?