a spirit is a soul that never leaves eternity. a soul is inside of us. underneath the crusty skeleton inside of our flesh. and inside of that which is our mind and our brain and our nerves and our words and thoughts and our bodies.
i think of my body as my canvas. i can do anything to it. i think of my blood as paint and my organs as brushes. this is my body. my body is art.
my spirit lives inside of my art. my spirit has its own mind. its own body. a spirtual brain and thoughts. sometimes my spirit speaks louder than my mind. its ok. i like my spirit.
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talking mind
Poetrywords are just thoughts from our minds. voices are just our way of making them special.
