Kerplunk.

"The muck never gets to dictate how clean the water actually is."

Things got stirred up and that muck infected the waters.
and briefly...we were almost unnerved about being swallowed by it.
That lasted a whole four minutes, maybe...
And no matter that we couldn't see ahead of us... or anywhere for that matter...
Whatever that muck was... filtered out almost abruptly...
and minutes, those horrifying minutes
became clear.
And wellness and assurance abounded

Shiva IS fast.
And so are we.
The Alchemist and I.

This is a devastating new horizon we've found ourselves on.
And I suppose this is what Mind has been focused on.
This jostling of shit.... harshly...
and then the nearly instant gratification of it clearing out
and becoming cleansed.
A whole new world here....
and although more questions have arisen in this day than yesterday...
We've grown attuned to a more fitting space of who we've become.

...
remember...
the water is always clean....
the shit in it, just blocks your view.

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I want to tell you about the Alchemist.
About the kid.
About the muck.
About Soul.

and I will, but not in this way

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