Falling with gravity.
There's justice in the plunge.
Freedom in enertia.
My acceptance of the drop.
I chose it instead of resistance.
I didn't anesthetize myself.
I opened myself up to the terror
of losing all control.
The terror of plummeting
The weight of my body
and the lack of any obstacle
Nothing to slow me down
There's divinity in chaos
Flailing arms and extreme vertigo
Breathlessness and flaking out
living in terminal velocity
No landing pad
No end
Just the sensation Of falling upward downward
Just meditation as I'm pulled away through th cosmos
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