Notes from the diary of a hungry vampire…

I tend to remember those things I thought I knew when I existed only in my mortal form. Like believing we are all distinct expressions of the same source energy. Sometimes I wonder how those beliefs came into being. Even when challenging, mortal beliefs of oneness have nothing to do with the fact that I am nothing but darkness, and there’s only death all around me…

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