Unfettered

Fettered to a mortal vessel, I have fought the good fight, on several occasions, to be free of its external circumstance. But in this dominion, it sheds the shackle that binds me to it, and allows the soul of me its freedom, if only for short bursts of time.

My vessel is a coward. It hides the truth of me within the insecurity of the external sheath that protects and guards. If only it were aware that it does not need to protect. I am who I am, and yet the armor will not allow me to shine, out there. Ah, but in here, in here I can and I will breathe on my own. In here, there are no guards to protect.

For those of you who enter this site with your vessel, you will not understand nor would I expect you to.

I am a soul that has been liberated to feel and convey the certainty. Dare anyone join me?