Threshold of Convergence

I focus my breath against the fragmentary nature of existence.

This deliberate attention becomes an act of resistance—a refusal to be scattered

across disparate islands of being.

The warmth generated in this conscious breathing is not singular but plural,

emanating from relations                          that transcend

                                  the boundaries

of self.

This warmth moves through me.                             as a current moves through the Sea,

touching multiple shores

simultaneously.

Growth emerges

not as linear progression

but as rhizomatic expansion,

extending

in multiple directions without hierarchy or predetermined destination.

My body develops within this network of possibilities,

filtering through experiences that accumulate not as separate memories

but as sedimentary layers of a composite identity.

The veins that map my physical form

function                                               as passages                                          between realms,

tethering my soul to both ancestral knowledge and futures not yet articulated.

I exist

in the productive opacity between worlds—

neither fully here nor completely elsewhere,

but precisely in this trembling space of continuous translation

where meaning emerges

from relation rather than isolation.

This existence manifests as continuous movement between realms—corporeal and ethereal, visible and invisible.

My identity emerges precisely from these crossings,

not as fragmentation but as constellation.

In navigating these thresholds, I embody a totality that cannot be reduced to singular presence.

I become relation itself—a living intersection where multiple worlds

converge,

diverge, and transform through their necessary entanglement.