in the heart of hearts we learn to listen.
head down, in slight bow- asking that which is inherently within us, only so rarely is it accessed,
for answers as to how we are to begin, proceed, progress,
commencement comes with the ever so slight adjustment to our perspectives of what is right,
possible,
we are unpredicated
undictated,
emancipated in the hours of after, in the instances prior...
become unchartered.
learning to take advice from the roadsigns on your own consistently accurate inward journey, is the route to righteousness.
i love not to be loved, and accept only that which frees, that which sees to prospering.
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collective reckoning, forsaken beckoning is the reality we create ever experience-able by any other than ourselves through our own eyes an...
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& you needed me to cease briefly the repeating of the loop of thought that makes you mad. that traverses you through nights of listless... -
all the days bled together on the long journey to healing ...' i love myself' is the destination. traversing many lifetimes and co...