Those journeys that take you from your body to what many people call a soul. Journeys without a roadmap. That make you realise you might be capable of a harmless faith that does not come with a hint of neurosis. To have faith in something beyond the body is so wonderful and so poignant at the same time. So visceral, so life-affirming an idea that even death stops being a scary oblivion you melt into.

Things that move you so. How fortunate one is to be overwhelmed to the point of such mushiness. Unabashedly so.

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