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CRY to the SKY

Added 2025-06-22 23:33:49 +0000 UTC

i honestly don't know where to start to write under this one, but Cry to the Sky has been in my note and echoing still from inside for days. it began, three days ago, when i literally cried like a dog, so deeply with no reason to it at all, and what's the "important" reason to cry anyway?
isn't just a language of our soul?
yea, it is also my moon is coming — brb entering woman time.
but what is it underneath all that? beyond the moon, what is it?
the cosmology of woman?

so then i grabbed what i needed, i drove to the beach, i lay in the lawn, by the sea, under the palm tree, staring at the open sky, and oh ~

d e a r g o d

not to ask question.
not to fix anything.
just to be.
just to wander.
just to wander in my own god-realm of existence with one song on the loop, playing on the background: Dreams by The Cranberries

was i dreaming?
was i living the dreaming dream?
i was lost, and found myself right into the dream.
so random (and not really) a messages popped:
“what if we all were god, and you can create life and the dream life every day?”
what are the odds of that?

h o w ?

how is it that something so simple and so beautiful can feel like it hurts?
how can cracking open your heart feel like grace and grief at once?
isn’t that the truth —
that to live big, we must open soft.
so soft, we shimmer like thin glass.

and maybe that’s not weakness.
maybe it’s seer-vision.
maybe it’s the god in you that makes it look this strong.

so yea… right,
is it even cancer season if you're not crying it all out loud?

when was the last time you cried like it was a prayer?
no fixing, no reason — just the soul saying "let me flow."

this is the undercurrent.