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Jar Spell
03:02
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Give me a feeling that I cannot purchase
I need a moment of enormous bliss
your eyelashes like raindrops
A tempest against my neck
Our love is a conspiracy
Our bodies are a mutiny
Death is permanent like plastic trees
I want to live outside my body
When was the last time you felt the sun on your face?
When was the last time you looked up at the trees?
When was the last time you heard laughter?
When was the last time you weren’t misplaced?
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Heirloom
03:02
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And when our hands crack
From breaking down barriers
Bandages bind wounds
From the bold and the brave
A friendly smile can save a life
A warm heart can melt a million cold souls
There’s knots in our stomachs
wait for someone to untie
But it takes a community
To loosen the strings
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Prairie Thistle
02:33
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At the first sight of decay
Turn towards love, not away
Spit in the abyss
Step toward horizon
To suffer is to exist
Persist in defiance
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Next Morning
00:50
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Weathervane
02:58
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There is a nothingness//There is an emptiness
I feel shifting//I feel nothing
Tell me a story where
We aren't ashamed
To kiss our friends
Who feel despair
Where we aren’t ashamed
of the clothes we wear
Where we are fearless
And transcendent
I feel shifting
But nothing's changing.
I cannot leave now.
I cannot breathe now.
Everything we love you see as ugly.
Fearless, Transcendent
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Purgatory
01:09
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When did you learn
Not to mourn
The death of a friend
The coming end
How can you sleep?
How can you breathe?
With bodies around you
Piled so deep?
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Paradigm Shift
04:39
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I feel shifting
But nothing's changing
The seasons are skipping
And where have you been?
I have two dimes
Double sided
Lets bet on our lives
Was it worth it?
Death Doulas of the Apocalypse by Cat Arabajian-Ries
What if I told you that you decided to be here? That you chose to come to this world, to be exactly who you are at exactly this time? What sort of expansion does that allow your closing, anxious chest to explore? How does your heart drop or lift at the idea that there is something more?
What does it mean to allow space rather than hold it, just let it be there, non grasping, just witnessing and flowing.
I propose this: That we have learned through lifetimes of trauma and troubles, joy and creation to find rhythm in uncertainty. Every single moment brought us here, to this terrifying precipice overlooking the unknown. But, before the leap, we must say our goodbyes, for we are the way-makers, the doulas of the apocalypse inviting the medicine of mourning, the power of pure unbridled expression, and the magick of shamelessly calling into existence our wildest desires. Let us dare not cling to a dying world. Let it be devoured and transformed into new life so we may end with grace and begin with courage, to mourn, embrace, and ignite the radical fires of unrelenting love.
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