What About The Colour Grey?

We have been taught it's us vs. them
However it's become clear it's me vs me
as I brush up against the edges of my own limitations

Who am I beyond my edges?
Beyond this English language and the words I use to define my self?

I'm just another tree blowing in the wind
Another shadow dancing in the light
A bolt of lightning shooting across the sky

We are led to believe that we are the most intelligent species on earth but would the most intelligent destroy its self, its own kind and its only home?

Would the most intelligent be confined to straight lines and linear thought forms ?- black, white. yes, no. 10, 20, 100. Please, put a percentage on it for me for just how stupid our colonised minds are...

The root of our issues is that our multidimensional reality has been reduced down into a single straight line. The spiral has been unravelled ~ ironed out over the last few hundred years and not by choice. By force, from just a couple of white dudes which unfortunately could be some of my ancestors...

What about the colour grey? The stuff in between. The fascia of this physical and non physical life. The iridescent web that threads it all together. The intricacies of sacred geometry, the divine mathematics this reality is founded upon. I see it's magnificence when ingesting my shroom friends. I'm sure you've seen it too.

I have no answers, just questions and lots of them. It is in my nature, it is in our nature to seek meaning, to try to understand Why. One thing I do know is that a whole new world is being birthed to us and through us ~

Let us return to the spiral
To remember our texture
Let us allow our inner storms to soften our harsh edges
So that we fit together with more ease
For life is a relational experience
Let us reweave the web together

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