Henosis is a dangerous pursuit

…one that leaves your skin empty of glory and good for a while.

But as I sit here, with my pain and my flesh angry from bleeding, the nature of the gift that is my humanity sits closer to the surface than is usual. An introspective pain all its own, made brighter by having Her Shadow permeate me with purpose just hours past.

… And so I sit, eye to eye with the past ghosts of myself, knowing that this pain too will pass into nothing.