but if you knew how hard it was supposed to be, how could you call it a test of faith?
only when i speak with an authority that is not my own.
simply, there is too much. and the openings in the membrane are so small that it takes an enormous amount of pressure to get in. but once you are in there, it's like you are suspended in mid-air in the middle of the bubble. just hanging out. just pulling things from the air. sure, i know what it's like. what it could be. i just haven't yet mastered pulling myself inside out.
but this one thing is individual.
simply, there is too much. and the openings in the membrane are so small that it takes an enormous amount of pressure to get in. but once you are in there, it's like you are suspended in mid-air in the middle of the bubble. just hanging out. just pulling things from the air. sure, i know what it's like. what it could be. i just haven't yet mastered pulling myself inside out.
but this one thing is individual.
posted by one L at 2:20 p.m.
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life would be an entirely different proposition if we all learned to turn ourselves inside-out...but you can never have TOO much insight, right?
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