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a broken fire circle.

sleep deprivation. a clove. sitting on the damp ground. outside a broken fire circle. in the trees. after the rain. the world changing. entering into it. until i am a part of it. a part of nature. seeing myself. as i see the trees. the grasses. the dirt. as if we were one. sitting. feeling the warmth of my hands. as magick creates itself around me. communing with the earth.

sitting. breathing. deeply. holding the air inside. but with my stomach. not my throat. air inside. holding. and the passages are still open for it to escape. but it doesnt. peace. thinking. breathing. like meditation.


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