Prompted Writing

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I cast myself into the ethers, to seed the railroad ties in my mind. I breathe deep but consistently while releasing the noise and monotony of my day-to-day life. The comet tail swirls of beautiful primes. Alas, reaching above the shoulder shelf and drift further into the embossed night sky. Connecting with the Milk Ways that lay where they wish and slowly descend. Effortlessly, seeing the forest through the trees. I peak on myself occasionally. Because I know support was minimal. Few people these days can rely on someone else to have their back. I sometimes have to cause a shift or slide with an object in the room. I remember how distracted we would get. So I send numbers, symbols, and memory triggers, to warn you about the things you've been ignoring or motivate you when they’re too boring. I accept you fully for who you are. I remember who gave you each and every scar. You didn't feel me then and that's ok. No need to get discouraged or feel embarrassed by it. You've been through a lot of traumatizing life moments. You don't have to make up your mind today. I'll always be near mapping out the best routes. I'm sure you'll continue to throw the occasional screwball. You always did struggle with doubt. So much it caused you to miss out. Which brought anxiety and regret. The one that seemed to be your favorite was, "am I good enough." I wouldn't say you struggle with that one anymore. It’s safe to say you found your worth. Your age is like fermented wine. Only grew sweeter over time. You have some rough edges, scratches, and rust. Nothing, a good ole' patch-rag cant handle. The gypsy in you knows how to dabble. So now that I've checked in on our current status. I can begin to create small droplets of inspiration in case you get confused. Draw in the people that will actually see you and you for all that you are. It’s going to take work, you already know that. I get it, it’s hard to stay focused when you get excited. The furnace of your cerebellum ignites with a fierce flame. And, even though I am you. Just a few moments ahead. It still saddens me when I see that you let "the ones that don't understand" get the best of you. Proud, I am though. You stayed true to the word you attached intentions with. Not saying there wasn’t one that you let fall. Eventually, you manage to incorporate into existence. I do, however, feel you need to get out and explore these woods some more. Reconnect with your ancestors that were before. Sit under a tree while you write about it. Get lost in the colors between the greens and blues. The fresh air could do us some good. I just saw you check the time and smiled. 4:44 you read my message loud and clear. For those of you reading this, I bet you are curious as to what the message was. If you were to pick up your phone and search "444", some may need to add "angle number or spiritual meaning". You'll find it reads the following: It signifies the end of one phase and the beginning of another. This is not a coincidence, this is the "Universe". Value your strength, wisdom, knowledge, and persistence. Give yourself a high five or a pat on the back. Feel confident and supported. Now we’re going to add 444 together and break it down to its most basic number. Which equals 12, a product of 3. A divine, earthly number. It is time to work on the cheerfulness and laughter within your home. This is one hundred percent, "automatic writing". I wasn't sure a few times how I was going to reach 650 words. Just had to slow down and let spirit help.

By: Me Lynsie Chase