Some days I feel like I've poked my head through the firmament. Other days I feel like I'm nursing the beginning stages of a mental illness. How can something so hallowed and profound be so subtle and fleeting? Physical loneliness is difficult, but mental and spiritual loneliness is near heartbreaking. My heart is with fellow anons currently fighting their own battle of spiritual awakening. We're alone but fighting the same fight. Knowing we'll see each other in the light at the top of the mountain gives me faith and courage to keep persevering through the darkness. WWG1WGA!!!
5:5 Anon, Your words mean a great deal to me. Thank You.