I’m captivated in the blur of forward, backward, beginning, end - the conflict between the power of the portal and helplessness of the waiting for what can emerge from the congruence of the multiverses. feeling hopeful anxiety for the pack. I’m holding to the promise of the power of the planted garden to eventually crush the glass house prison ~ and the defeat or transformation of Elon?
I’m captivated in the blur of forward, backward, beginning, end - the conflict between the power of the portal and helplessness of the waiting for what can emerge from the congruence of the multiverses. feeling hopeful anxiety for the pack. I’m holding to the promise of the power of the planted garden to eventually crush the glass house prison ~ and the defeat or transformation of Elon?
Yes!