the process of becoming is not linear but dialectical (huh?). it pushes and pulls you at every level. (ok). kundalini energy unfolding unties knots of different energy along the way. now we're talking, right on, magoos.

we began the walk at the very same spot that rescue bitch menaced us. a grey wagon threatened us in the crosswalk. i stood stopped in front of them. they started to bitch angrily. i passed, one rolled the window down for verbal abuse, i said you stop, bitch, she said your mama's a bitch, and the rest of the walk was so peaceful, the very grey air seemed lulled.

postscript.
i forgot to say, i did give their wagon a satisfying kick, 
for emphasis.