Hey Crimsin, yes I am. And yes, I have read you.
I believe I also had maybe one or more of your works on my reading list from way back in the day. I fell off the reading wagon somewhere along the line and just limited myself to expressing.
Sorry to hear about your tribulations. If it is any solace, physics just (back in 2022) proved that our universe is not locally real, it’s all a generative simulation of our experiences taking shape. Even the hell we feel, believe it or not, is all self inflicted. Either from the present, our past, or our previous iteration (past life). And strangely enough through vipassana (my first course on April 8th) I realised that if I simply observe all my sensations, good or bad — without judging them, without craving or being averse to them, — they all disappear. We’ve learned to live with ignorance of the truth, ‘all things are impermanent’, even the hell we go through. If you get the chance to, I highly recommend experiencing vipassana for yourself for the 10 day course. Even if you never practice it in daily life after.

As for this poem, the person I wrote this for doesn’t feel any intimacy towards me. haha

Thank you so much for stopping by. I remember your name from DUP as well.
Well, the feelings were true and the clarity you gain from being completely honest with yourself is unparalleled.
I’ve tried to pen that as neatly as I could.

Thanks my dear. 🌻

Thanks, my Brother!