home

home is a place where the heart is / NOT

home is a place where the fetch is at.

anchoring my soul to the material plane, more securely than a body can.

what is YOUR fetch, oh shining one?

what is the means of your return?

fashion you carefully a thing of earth, masked and dumb and you.

fill it with the stuff of you, charge it with your essence.

shape it so it symbols you, and leave it somewhere where you would be safe…

and trust that these things work.

know that these things work.

feel the rightness of the act, observe the time honoured ways.

then explore those unknown regions well, swim in other times.

launch yourself into the void, be free, learn and rejoice.

for all is as it should be.

go well, come back, i love you.