Heart stopped a moment too short. Frozen in time. Stuck between what is an illusion and what is real. Fairy tale in its true form. Somebody pinch me. Breathing becomes unnatural. Eyes dart from point to point. Breathe woman, breathe!
Inhale.
Spinning circles of time unwoven closing my mind to things unfolded. The clock continues to tick but its hands aren't moving. The air itself has been caught...off guard.
Exhale.
Inhale.
Closed minds learn nothing but open minds have a harder time finding its bearings. To learn truth is to gain power. To dismiss it is to accept it but only for a moment, no longer than that. Keeping within this space of dismissal encourages foolishness out of deliberation, deliberation of the heart.
Inhale.
Inhale.
Inhale.
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