I feel like I've been here before.
Because I have. 20 years ago? More like 18. Open Diary used to be a favorite hangout. Not really, more like a place to let it all hang out. Not quite the same.
Time and space, comfort zones, I'm free to explore myself again.
No offense, but I won't read many other diaries. I avoid most social media like the plague, but I am on Gab, for the free speech, the awakening, and The Storm.
Are there dividing lines drawn over here? I hope not. I love everyone. We all have flaws, we all make mistakes, we all have been asleep at the wheel from time to time. Without sounding pious, I'm not even religious, I recognize clearly that much of the current political divide is because so many are asleep. This applies to both sides of the aisle. I would attempt to inject myself into the fray, to nudge people if I thought I could wake them up, and if I felt I needed to, meaning if I felt they were unsafe. But I have a greater faith in the Universe, and all things growing and learning, endlessly. There is no need to worry.
I understand that you need to pay after a month, and I very well may, we'll see how this test run goes. We all appreciate being acknowledged, we are here, on earth, in this form, to exchange energy, in all forms. In. Out. In. Out. That's not porn. That's breathing. And taking, and giving. Words, ideas, information, flowers, sensory, sharing.
I'll write a book someday, and I have been saying that for years. Perhaps this is the warm-up I need.
Peace and Love.
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