I Present to You the Best I Can Offer
I Present to You the Best I Can Offer I cast within myself the questions that refine my knowledge. I am distancing myself from myself in a way I cannot describe. Something beautiful remains alive, even as I notice the dead shells of my skin in transformation. I still find myself clinging, in no hurry to return to the starting point from which I departed. I feel in my soul an inexplicable force guiding my steps, throwing me from side to side, embracing friendly encounters, and reconnecting with people and situations from my past. Yet, I confess I do not know if this will be my last life on Earth, as I find myself repeating actions, reliving wounds, leaving doors open with no goodbyes. Understand me; do not read me harshly, but perhaps your reasons for living are not mine. I feel attachment and detachment. I feel incomplete, understood in a misunderstood way, open in a closed way: living the present, relinquishing the past, and without long-term plans for the future. Something in me sens...