sheds dem seh

I hope you walk into every room full of yourself.
Doused in your magic, holding back your fears whilst armed with your trauma and their lessons.
Honouring your old self and ushering in your new.

I’m learning about new levels of imperialism lately, both universally witnessed and studied- it’s reminding me how we are such specks of stardust in the universe of humanity.
We’re here today at our jobs and our IG timelines then wiped out by the Allied Forces or an airstrike or an opium overdose, (whatever you get it)
I hope you’re yourself man. All the time.
You beautiful speck of stardust humanity.