Revelations can be small. And sometimes they're things you thought were true and suddenly they are true. Sometimes they come in the night, in the dark and nearly in dreams. Sometimes they come when your heart is racing faster than it ever should and your sinus' burn and you can't get that fucking taste out of your mouth, and suddenly you just know. You know it's all bullshit. You know nothing matters. You know you are the wall and the shame and the guard and you know that you are the light and the freedom and the love. It's always been you and now you know it is only you.
It's only me and only these old ideas and none of them matter.
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