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I Too Have (Become) a Divinity at Rest

Finally feeling ready to come back to my human form.  

I come up in stages, travelling each zone as a deep-sea diver would return to surface.  Between each intercostal space, I rest.  I, too, have become a force to be reckoned with.

A chaos within my own life, a rumbling within the bowels of the serene sea.


They say the first year is a gift.
The second year is where the Work begins.

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