It calls to me. Familiar echoes from the depths unexplored. The self reconstructed at each sunrise, paints a picture of the self I think I know. But there is more. I can sense the presence of something hidden. A protective source. A guide that communicates with me through dreams, instincts, gut feelings. I seek to know myself more. So I step forth and surrender to the source.
Surrender To The Source #15/20
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Surrender To The Source #15/20
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It calls to me. Familiar echoes from the depths unexplored. The self reconstructed at each sunrise, paints a picture of the self I think I know. But there is more. I can sense the presence of something hidden. A protective source. A guide that communicates with me through dreams, instincts, gut feelings. I seek to know myself more. So I step forth and surrender to the source.