An obfuscation

Start with a mantra, or a poem. Or even your name. Written or typed, it does not matter. Trace it true as you can on tracing paper. Then trace what you traced. Repeat it 30 times, or your own age, or whatever number system makes you happy. Just make each trace upon the other as true as you possibly can.

It doesn’t take long before the legible becomes illegible.

Meaning through repetition and ritual turns a thought into something unrecognizable from the original. Like Old Love

The heart wants this thing. The head has so many conversations with you, and each and every one ends in happiness. Reality is not the same.

The conversations in my head trace and retrace one another. One day they will mean nothing.

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