Day 148
languisity
I no longer know what I was looking for. I’m not sure I ever really knew, or that it mattered. The act of looking was enough. But as long as I was looking for something, I couldn’t see what was already there…what was always there.
I raised my face toward the heavens. I raised my face toward Zion and toward Swarga. I raised my face toward Mag Mell, and toward Jannah and toward the home of the Hesperides. I raised my face as I’d done before, so many times before, and I’ll raise it again tomorrow…but now I cover my eyes.
It’s day one hundred forty-eight and this is where I am. This is where I am. This is who I am. Perhaps heaven is there, but I am here. And that’s enough.
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