Squeeze

Sometimes
we like to squeeze
our selves
into the tiniest
possible space
in order to
glimpse the magnitude
of what we are.

We like to imagine
our selves as pained
and powerless people.

These
self-imposed limitations,
the more the better,
channel us into experiencing
what we may not
have otherwise imagined.

All experience is good,
even that which the self abhors,
for we are so much more
than just this child
locked within a closet
in the dark.

This closet that confines us,
this space capsule of sorts,
can bring us to places
that only the imagination can.

And so it does.

Sometimes
we like to squeeze
our selves
into the tiniest
possible space
in order to
glimpse the magnitude
of what we are.

We are Space Monkey.

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