Hello again Steemit, it's been too long.
Too many thoughts. I got lost for a moment.
The brain is a powerful thing compared to rocks. Billions of years incubating in the magnificent Earth's womb of an atmosphere. We have now ruptured it. What will happen when we emerge?
The mind has changed. I'm unsure of what to write but I do know why I am writing. Of course I do know why. To return home again. To have the brain and whole body be washed clean by the otherness. It beckons lovingly.