10 death breast, what does it even mean? It means five dead people, five people whose breasts are dead. Their breasts are hollow, their heart is dead. Why five?
You have got a fever, a fever about someone, something (even nothing is something), at some point in time in your life, & then you rest. Your fever settles, you catch another fever, then again rest. The cycle goes on until your breasts are dead.
Epiphany & you cut in your life. You manifest yourself, alas it’s deafening. You escape yourself & catch another fever, then rest again.
“You didn’t love yourself, right?!” “Who cares even if you have been sleeping in a stable?”
No one including your inner self is ready to do any favors, you see! It has seen you trying & the next moment passing down the old lanes remembering the phase when you were fucked.
You have always chosen to fight against love. Love got second place. You thought once you have battled enough, love will enter. Did it? Was it worth it?
The inside voice shouted: Love, don’t fight it; Love, don’t fight me; Don’t fight love. You took love & wrapped it up with the voice.
Did you know inside you can touch you? Well, it touched you; it asked you not to be fearful of failure. Time is the raker, it will turn your life smooth & leveled; it’ll gather you again. It promised to rack you up (either to arrange you or cause anguish) depending upon your choice.
Nobody is orphaned under the northern lights. The lights are the company, it codes all the daemon; the background programs of your life.
You are taken in the tall grass; the loop of time (In the Tall grass is a novel, a story of a time loop that isn’t linear). Your job is to get hold of the mountain cable to escape the loop.
But still, you can’t seem to find you are capable to do so. You don’t believe in yourself, do you?
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