MICKI P hoppin back on the bandwagon set for dedication to keep up day to day with all my outlets of creation and progress. I’ve rediscovered everything… from ourselves to the world, there’s a way in how we evolve, how we grow, and how we are now. Over the past year of big 2022, I’ve seen so many ups and downs, drives around town, and bus rides to the sound of my destiny. What I’ve picked up some time back I have now used finally. There’s a sense in no resource and lesson going untouched. Everything happens for a reason, even if you may wish to change what happened, the way it went will show up to prove it’s point of why it happened. The cycle of karma, manifestation, and water… from fluid to fog to glaciers, the patterns of my discussions reflect the decisions I just made. When will it happen? Once we build the conscious state of what we are in the act of doing. I raise my arms up and I feel my shoulders swollen. How can I keep myself in a position for so long… the core of my being has been weak, my back had shielded it of shame. In the circles I think and the triangles I walk, the place I chase where I can ignite my calls. The ashes settle into the forms of knowledge and preference I’ve developed. As if the wind has blown each flake into the precise position of what I’ve dreamed to make.

Thank you

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