The Oracle is always right

free from hyperbole, I plowed through infamy, waiting for rescue and redemption. My Oracle told me the big problem, the big thing I was hung up upon was this waiting… waiting for help from The OutSide. Help I can only deliver to myself.

i have to admit, it was a real drag to hear someone say this to me, even an Oracle with visions and guides, but I know in my heart that the Oracle was right. The Oracle is always right.

I don’t even know what I’m waiting for. The Oracle told me that I have gone to extravagant contortions to contain/constrain my voice… and this had nothing to do with vocal cords. I said, I didn’t even know I had a voice. She said I needed to squeeze off the lid of the container. And set my voice free.

I said, what voice? I didn’t even know I had a voice. She said, I think you just told me that a few seconds ago. I said, I did?

We both realized that these were language-like sounds emanating from my body, but it was not my voice who was making them. This seems to be a recurring problem.

About The Lost Pedestrian

In my wanderings throughout the moments/days/years, I try in earnest to find the mystical within the mundane and the mundane within the mystical, oftentimes confusing one from the other. I have wandered and roamed through many a city, many a town, in a state of wonder and bewilderment, without necessarily going anywhere. I am easily lost, but eventually found. (I am guessing you have just found me). My sincere hope is that you will find Something in this warehouse of thought, memory and false memory, words, numbers, tangents, murmurs, echoes (lots and lots of echoes), voices, dreams, and other paraphernalia.
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