Truth in Smoke: "Christopher"
As as as as as we reflect upon our inner traumatized. We think of Christopher. A child sits in the center of a dark room, crying meditating on an angry thing hyperventilating over trauma. Hate being fueled by revenge a child lost in a sea of tears an indecent child trapped in a box of religion in a cave interpreting shadows on a wall a child sits in the center of a dark room reminiscing imprisoned by the things that hurt most. Paralyzed by abandonment
Sontaia Briggs
@PKBriggs · 1:22
Hello. Hello Shaman. Good to hear your voice. Peaceful, calm, contemplative voice. I love when you share anything about Christopher because we all have a Christopher inside of us. Something specifically spoke to me when I was listening about the kind of the mental revenge sort of fantasies that we have in our mind when we're traumatized about the people that hurt us. And I find even my adult
And this poem, this deal poem that we have been working on has been trying to really reflect upon him and his traumas, which are our traumas. But from his perspective. And I've really been trying to empathize with Christopher and better understand Christopher because there's so much wisdom and so many new unexplored things with Christopher that I can just learn so much from