I have an tattoo that symbolizes the beginning of existence. The primordial beginning and end. The totality of the universe unfolding, renewing, and sustaining itself in every moment. Absolute perfection, right now. The only reason why I got the tattoo was to aspire to always be the best version of myself, to never forget life’s simplicity and the honor it is to be alive. To feel cool air enter my lungs and breathe out everything that keeps be locked in darkness. I feel tainted, used, and overwhelmed with darkness. I’ve been distracting myself for much too long. I’m tired of feeling bad for myself. A man hurt me. It fucking happen, now I move forward and learn from this. Its time to restart my meditation practice and stop running.
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