A thought, a dream, a hope of a seed blooming into its own universe.
A universe of pure love in eternal harmony.
Let me be the soil who nourishes your destiny, the winds beneath your wings.
Your strengthen purpose,
the me in the you.
As you are for I
Traded for your first smile, each smile and laugher since, my heart is no longer my own.
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That which I do not have from birth, I gain.
That which I have gained, I transform.
That which I have transformed, I let go.
Freed. I sit,
and pay myself a visit.
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I have been away, out of contact with myself, lost in nonaction.
Unvisited, I drift.
Is love reaching me, but unfelt?
If I’m not in the service of relating with love, receiving and giving love [always] then I’m not living.
Then I’m not me. I’m not love.
I know who I am, I know why I’m here.
Yet, I forget myself, my purpose, and who I am.
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I’m plagued by increasing sensations of unrealities within my field of perception. Where I once sought meaning I now seek what’s real, and consequently, discover what is not.
I’m losing my sanity. The constructs and systems that kept me sane are crumbling. My sanity no longer applies—it can accompany me no further. It's a luxury I no longer can afford now that my eyes are open.
I’m becoming the main character in my life as I awaken anew.
Freed is my heart
when our eyes meet.
Light is my soul
when graced by your smile
Absent is the world
when I am in your presence
Safe is my love
since it was declared
Clear is my love
since it’s you
Clear is my purpose,
My purpose is you.
You and me - two of three parts. A key to access reality.
What’s the third?
Today, I remember some of what was forgotten the night before, maybe longer still.
It’s time. I reclaim time!
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Imagine a day where you are born anew every day.
Every morning, ultimately every moment, your slate is clean, absent of all burdens, attachments, and worries.
Spread your wings.
Fly.
Live.
Be selfish and know you are loved anyway.
Be true to what matters most.
We all have our journeys we must take, paths to choose.
At times we must walk alone, and at other times with others.
Time is the one thing we cannot renew, and regret is one of the most eroding emotions there is.
Fly. Live. Be selfish.
The limbo between procrastination and desired actions is genuine.
So is the interference I just noticed.
Sleep wasn’t the roughest experience, and the morning, while not being wasted, requires direction.
It’s not a fight anymore. I no longer allow myself to be pulled into one. But it is a test of endurance and perseverance: and the continuous shedding of the ego.
The actual reality where conflicts with unseen enemies are ever-ongoing.
Sight is not required to triumph over inter-dimensional beings - which we all are - awareness and faith go a long way.
Awareness of what is, what was, why a particular choice was made, and what’s in the present.
Faith to listen and follow the clues of one's heart.
Faith to trust in ones self.
Faith to walk the invisible path into one’s potential.
What to exactly have faith in, the heart will reveal.
Connect, listen, feel, and learn its truth.