Yes, dear. I'm often missing. Into myself and more. But mostly, myself. If THEY were right, that Every Truth lay within us, then THOSE truths lay about without any markers.
It'd take a while to unearth something that would make you happy. A smidgen of something would be enough, but then ... the possibility of finding more and that hope that you pursue with it, it becomes exciting to a point which is rarely achieved otherwise!
I love my life!
Every second for me is exciting; exciting to the core. I make discoveries or ponder over discoveries that I'd made earlier in this Psychedelic digging-up-the-truth-from-within journeys.
