We live in a mainstream society rife with smithereen geniuses, hyper-obsessed with shades of overt and subconscious control and power to the point where most conflate the healthy desire for autonomy, non-possession, and freedom within relationships with non-commitment, a lack of fidelity, and an absence of devotion, when this is the very reason most unintentionally contort their souls in a slow, quiet, barely detectable cadence, until they wither to a point where they do not recognise themselves, before abruptly seeking external mirrors in people, places, objects, and art they create, in an attempt to reacquaint themselves with who they are.
This contrived, soul-deforming form of love, might just form us into something better. Think about it not as an equal seeking an equal, but a river finding an ocean. The ocean is more vast than the river, but in the natural flow of things it is necessarily so.
Ahh…to be love, in love with love. To finally see and feel through the veil. To consciously rise beyond all vibrations. ‘Tis brave indeed to face the fire within and surrender into the ultimate ecstasy.
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Love the opening paragraph, I mean sentence. 😂
This contrived, soul-deforming form of love, might just form us into something better. Think about it not as an equal seeking an equal, but a river finding an ocean. The ocean is more vast than the river, but in the natural flow of things it is necessarily so.
Ahh…to be love, in love with love. To finally see and feel through the veil. To consciously rise beyond all vibrations. ‘Tis brave indeed to face the fire within and surrender into the ultimate ecstasy.