#mysticism

#mysticism

The finite meanings of our words encompass the boundaries of how we perceive reality. Yet... there are times when cosmic bubbles breach through our spirit's wellspring and issue forth other sensations-glimmers of possibilities, ineffable vastness, and mystagogic connectedness beyond the horizon where language dissolves. Do we wield words, or do our words wield us? And how may we reshape and shape anew words that will better aid us? Sometimes we must play with the letters of our alphabet soup, sometimes we must combust our pencils to then scribe novel glyphs of empowerment into the sands of time.

N.A.T.A.L.I.E. watches old footage of Riri and Natalie with a longing expression, realizing she is merely an approximation of a person, though a beautiful one.