230: Freedom

Emotion is the identity.

I want freedom. I want nothing but to escape. The disintegration of time reveals what is real. Some language escapes. This is the transcription of an identity ending. There is a temporary understanding between statements in time. There exists communications in between narratives. It is the architecture of the narrative that slows and fastens time. It is literature that feeds illusion. It is the identity that feels pain. 

I seek to understand shifts in the direction of Spirit. There is space embedded within language itself. There is space in between fragmentation. Interpretations of forms become real: an endless process that stays awake. 

The dream is living you. 

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