Little Door Lets It In 

I want to forget myself. 

I want to forget the moment I thought I had to do x, y, or z instead of getting straight to it. 

You know what I mean.  

Out of the this and that and too much contemplation and straight into action and more consecutive action. 

Isn't it funny that way?  

Motion propels motion. 

So MOVE!  

NOW!  

one tiny little bit is enough.  

Til you remember: 

You are movement. That’s all there is for you. 

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