16/08/2026

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I am bleeding.
I am honoring my body today.
I lightened a candle, the only one I was able to find was a red one, just like blood, how macabre.

I am honoring the body, my body, I put through so much last month without telling it, deciding for it as if it is a little kid not knowing yet, how terrible things would be.

This time I am laying somewhere close, somewhere known, to me and to my body.
This time, I am awake. We are awake.
This time there's nothing happening without US knowing.

No Hands touching without recognizing getting touched.
No Hands cutting without recognizing getting cut.
No Hands tracing without recognizing getting traced.
No Hands breaking our bones without recognizing getting broken.

No Hands ... without recognizing getting ... .