breakthrough, oh warrior

I told someone before I left Brisbane "I am not leaving, i am just dying for a bit and will be reborn."

West End feels a distant memory, temporarily suspended in my subconsciousness until future experiences.

here is how it feels being back.
i am in a different world, no jokes, over here reality has built itself by its people, like the one in Brisbane, and they have permanently suspended it, only involved on what's happening here, and slightly getting distracted by what's happening out there.

i on one hand, have left (died) my Bahraini self here, suited up with my Traveler's and ended up in my Australian pants. Now that I am back, Bahraini Ahmed was waiting, crossed arms, tapping right foot, raised eyebrow, weary of a long time un-coming, thinking that he couldn't sort his shit no more.

So i made friends with myself again, this time the Soul was conscious of body/mind changes, Bahraini and Australian (unlike last time where they almost chocked each other to death and ended up on opposite corners of the room waiting for Australian to leave and Bahraini to be left) smiled at each other, knew it is essential for Soul's existence (which is the source of their existence) to evolve, and happily tagged teamed.

Now that Bahraini has woken up, he eagerly wants to do things that he liked doing before. So I fell into old cycles, of video games and laziness, of not feeling like I want to do much, no inspiration.
Soul and Bahraini had a fight at the start, Soul trying to tell Bahraini to "GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER!" but they understood eventually that it needs to happen, and things shall gradually change.

Of course all this I am seeing doesn't really make much sense, the sudden changes and all, in myself and outside. But it's slowly sinking in, I know there is a breakthrough to be had. A breakthrough of weights I have created on myself when I left. I breakthrough of Soul into being, releasing Bahraini.

Time for the Hidden Warrior to emerge. this is making me smile!