A tortured Soul is what I am, but that is only part of me. Duality no longer my reality. A tortured Soul and also loved, forgotten and admired, spoiled and neglected, all this and more. Reality an open door. I’m no longer this or that. No longer either or, but this and that and so much more. No longer either or, but both and. Profound a thought and simple too. This thing I wish to do. Centered is where I wish to be, no longer in the middle. No longer here or there, but Centered here in everywhere. No longer this or that, or either or, but both and so much more.