for many more reasons than one…traffic, smog, occupation—desk jobs and endless cubicles—the mere sight of brethern, sistern hidden beneath gifted mountains of old blankets, the birds cycling and swarming in a ball, a mass of polluted confusion…and then one day the skyscraper rising slowy but surely like a mirror into the troposhere above Light Street spoke to me—said this is why you landed here—like vapors, like flames, like OMs you know you, they, we, all will rise higher than the vibration of concrete.

 

—♥Egypt

 

 


HERE IN THIS SPACE YOU WILL ENCOUNTER MY STORY.
THERE YOU WILL FIND MY LIFE OF SURFACING → PURPLE CRAVINGS

 

Author: Egypt English

SOL Navigational Coach, poetess, jeweler, and wife on a mission to love my life so hard that it manifests into gold. ♥ P.S. Love Note: I love, in advance, witnessing you love yourself enough to fear nothing. Maiiandostéka {i♥u}

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