My fingers, in an imaginal sphere, discharging electricity like lightning, an imbalance of energy. My fingers, here in this room, touching on the tips, chi flowing evenly between them. Energy balancing, harmonizing, in a magnetic pull. I see my mangled body in the imaginal space, degenerated from nervous illness. I pull it into balance through force of will, through meditation. I see my right hand in this room for the first time since my brain surgery. It is consistently here, but I am now exhausted. I feel as through I could collapse. I feel electric as though I am on fire. I will heal myself. I will merge my imaginal, spiritual, and corporeal bodies. I have the patience, the determination, and the knowledge. Anything is possible when your mind is under your control.


  • Luna Kay
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