kin musings
It is perhaps an interesting thing that throughout my life, the kin folks I've known have seen beauty in this world on a level that always impresses me. It strikes me as interesting that us who would so love to leave this place… see the beauty in it more than others, oft times.
Maybe it's because we need to see these things to remind ourselves that it's not all bad?
kin musings
It reminds me of the theri-there page that helped me to cope with things.
That this is somehow more about everything else than it is about me. It's about the magic everywhere and the wonderment of being. It's this sense that there's so very much out there. The limits were not what they were.
It's the change in worldview. In thinking.
Gods, everything is so beautiful
