Rebirth is in the form of a spiral. You continue to come back to the same situations, but now they feel and look completely different. Your perspective changes as you continue to spiral outward. With each layer you leave behind, you become more and more free.
last night I was denouncing some forgettable shitbag to my girlfriend and said “even the ground wouldn’t want him to rot in it” and was instantly projected into the body of a gnarled old irish woman 200 years ago, spinning thread and spitting on the ground as I bitch and look out to sea.
fuck yall and your bad boys. wheres my bad girls. wheres my secretive and mysterious love interest. wheres my outcast gf. wheres my cat rescuing, leather wearing, motorcycle riding wife???