Walking to the Temple

I'm walking to the temple,
Following a map I saw in a dream,
Straining to hear a song in the distance,
And falling in love with myself.

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Dear Diary

After we parted today, I found my way into a workshop where everyone was listening and breathing to music. I hid behind a veil, as many others did, but I could see the smile of the teacher as they knew (of course) what happens behind the veils.

I remembered my body, maybe discovering it for the first time. I felt myself dancing to the music… no, I felt her dancing. I felt her dancing in me. She and me, me and she. We are the same.

And I began falling deeply in love with myself.

I want to remember this forever. I want to live in it every moment. I want to share her fully with the world, or at least the ones that won’t try to smother her and kill her off.

That’s why I’m going to the temple. I’m not sure it’s real, but I want to believe. I have vague visions of a map, or maybe it’s a blueprint. I can’t be sure. But I want to get there more than anything, so I’ll keep walking.

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