Tonight I felt a synchronicity with Christal that was previously just the tease. The good tease, the bad tease, the terrible nightmare beauty obliteration of romantic transformation. The synchronicity we achieved tonight was previously glimpsed in flashes, enough to guide me down the path, to slay (or rather, befriend) the dragon and save the princess from captivity. I kept going because I saw a flash of this synchronicity, what we’re experiencing right now. I saw it, and we could create it, and I felt it in my bones. But then the hard transformation. The co-transfromation. The co-healing. I’ll be——we’ll be talking a lot about that.
For now I just wanted to share the breath of this calm euphoria. It was a long time coming. But we held on. Even through the shittiest shit and the goriest glory. We held on. Just like my parents. We didn’t know why. We just knew. We were it. All of that other stuff we’d always been doing had to come to an end.
On whose timeline? Along whose path?
Oh man. The process of co-joining souls and then attempting to co-heal. It’s not comfortable. I guess it’s a spectrum. It really depends on where you’re hurt, or how your soul’s crystaline complex got formed. Where the injuries are, what your dragon looks like, and what you inherently trust and what you won’t trust until the final lock clicks and releases. For both of you.
Getting your paths to align is something else, brother. For some of us, it takes a long time.
This is nice.
Christal is the biggest piece of me that isn’t me. She’s my other. She’s my dancing queen. She shines so brightly that I will have to introduce her to you a little at a time before she fully shares the microphone.
Just so you won’t get blinded.
Thank you, us. Our nervous systems have finally evolved. Look at the focus that can happen when just two nervous systems force multiply. An actual clear window into the infinite. Imagine what can happen when all our nervous systems are healthy and healed enough to meld and produce what is called God in this particular dimension.
I love you Christal. Thanks for sticking with me. You are my queen. I can’t do this without you.
Let’s go.