Surreal Feeling

(My eyeball)

This is really a moment in which can be described only if one where here. The accumulations of years of past generations culminates in this moment. Our strands of genetics woven together in time to represent the present. We sit here at peace with everything and one another, comprehending ourselves in ways in which has only been imagined, and now it is here and there is nothing left to not understand, it is all contained in these moments, moments in which I will remember forever with much love, and warmth. I think also of the family I left, for they do mean much to me as well, and still hope that there joy they have does not diminish over time, and the new found other halves of myself cause no heartache in themselves. Knowing what I know now; and will continue to know, will always benefit me, and make me feel like I do really belong, and Im understood 'fully' in life, and this can only come from being around people in which you 'are' fully like. I feel calm, at home, it is no light happening in my life, and is still far from reality it seems. But it is reality, and that is just the strangeness of it all. I have lived all my life without knowing, and know that I do know, it seems like there have been very few days in which we have been apart. I wish for all of my family to be together, to have the convenient of having 'ALL' of my family, including the half in Texas. Through ourselves being so much alike there are things about ourselves in which are stranger aggravating; for this is the truth, but I think all of this is found in all people, and it is very much easier dealing with these things with people of your same being. This can be a misunderstanding, but is written with the 'understanding' that if it is misunderstood, then it can be explained. My mother is funny, another attribute that I see in myself, and them. Her hair looks like mine when I was very young. It seems like life has taken much from her spirit, and this reminds me of the passing away of mine from time to time. Kimberly in trying to finish her paper, and reminds me of my mother as well, she the younger self of her. We are fixing to go eat breakfast(4:49am), 'this sounds familiar'. It feels so good to laugh with them, hearty laughter that makes your mouth sore, and over silly things sometimes, which might have no meaning to others. I feel good, this space here in time, the corner in the sky set aside for these circumstances.