Today I woke up very slowly, and the first thing in my mind was my camera

which is lonely lately.


One type of energy gets directed to another for a while.

It used to scare me when I could not touch my camera; I feared how long it would last and what it must have meant. Now I let it happen and don't place a time-frame on it that the camera (and the desire for the camera) doesn't have or understand. My, how I want to impose my rules onto the world around me!

"Love me this way - let me love you this way!"

I gave up last year or the end of the year before. It's too much work accepting only a few types of love and expression.
And what I was missing; the experience in the voids of desire is as powerful as the uses and the obviousness.

What was second is sneakier, something along the lines of this:

[I've been here before; I've taken you; we've been here together.]