Dearly beloved, earth is your school and class in session,
the way paved with the purest of intentions,
often times sight unseen, blinded to our blessings
Ceaselessly searching for the message
that the soul of the world is manifesting
in due time, when stillness washes upon the mind
garnering a space of introspection
there shall be no second guessing
for a deep seated knowingness arises,
a revelation, that all of life’s most loving lessons are
meant for the sole purpose of our soul progression
not solely an individual advancement, but as a collaborative effort
for the elevation of our conscious collective
harnessing a harmonious higher perspective
Consciousness Caught in the Current of Recurring Life Lessons
Externally Perpetuating Emanations of Inward Projections
Their Unrelenting Nature, Evermore Pressing, Halted at an Intersection
All of that Which no Longer Serves the Soul of you, Called into Serious Question
The Soul of the World Beckons ones Undivided Attention, An Aide Memoire to take Time for Conscientious Self-Meditation, A Reverenced Stint of Introspection
For Delving Within, is the Sole Way to Expand ones Overall Awareness and Perception
Forsaking the Need for Defense Mechanisms as a Form of Self-Protection
No Stifling Sense of Repression, no Egoic Interjections, Immediate Detection of the Egos Insidious Deception
Mastering the Art of Interception Prior to the Conception of Inception, Unnecessary Suffering Proceeds in Lessening
Becoming Cognizant of ones Truest Essence, Intimately Acquainted with ones Perfectly Positioned Imperfections
Evoking an All-Encompassing Acceptance that these Lessons are Riddled with Timeless Wisdom, Manifesting for our Advancement, a Highly Intelligent Expansion
Not only as Individuals but as a Conscious Collective, Evolving in a Transcendent Sort of Succession,
A Collaborative Elevation, Unified Ascension the Ultimate Destination
For Transcending Life Lessons Bespeaks the Soul of the Worlds Progression.
Existing as Heavenly Heralds, Bearing Messages that the Soul of the World Proceeds in Graciously Professing
These Ever Present Life Lessons Placed in Divine Order for the Sole Purpose of our Soul Progression
On the Surface Appearing Unbearably Unsettling
An Artfully Disguised Blessing, Without Question
Leaving an Indelible Impression, a Learned Digression
Not Meant for Regression, but for our Spiritual Development
And so Dear Soul, when you Feel as Though you are Paralyzed at an Intersection
Take time for Reflection, Allow Stillness to Wash Upon the Soul of You and there Shall Will be no
Second Guessing, that these Life Lessons Serve as Shields of Unwavering Protection,
Each one, a Timeless Resurrection, in Retrospection, Soul Refreshing
The Way Graced with the Purest of Intentions, Guiding you in the Right Direction, with Divine Discretion
And at some point amid the endless unfoldment that is the awakening, your desire to stop desiring ceases to exist. You desire not, for, all underlying urges to desire ceases and desists.Suspended in a precious moment of palpable purity
where you dance with desirelessness and unfurl unto the fully robust fragrance of sheer emptiness. And yet you are whole, for you are enraptured amid the oneness of beingness. A knowingness arises that you can never truly have anything more than THIS MOMENT, for you are THIS, you are IT. For in the here and now; past, present, and future coexist. The incessant need to understand the mysteries of life collapse because you realize you are one with the mystery and all of its magic shall unveil itself as you experience existence.
The unknown begins to call for you as if it were your way back home, no fear exists in its undaunting presence, for you have surrendered yourself to the unabated unfoldment of your souls journey. You finally become content with not knowing, you know that you don’t have to know, and the unknown actually becomes something that you look forward to because it makes life rapturously riveting. It’s as if you are reading a book and you dont know what will happen next, and yet this not knowing, is what keeps you on the very edge of your seat, and at journeys end, you shall sit back and say, Wow that was a wild ride! You begin to transcend thought as you become hip to the fact that life is indeed a “Trip”. In a blink of an eye, something clicks, you realize in an instant Ah, I am “The Trip”. and Instead of tripping over yourself, you have become one with the the flow of the unabated unknown.
Suspended in this starkly cloaked serene sea, the solitary existence of me, the embodiment of everything, yet nestled in the nape of nothingness, omnipresent oblivion, obliterating every inkling of that which was once thought to be the quintessence of “me”. Now gone without a trace, vanishing into the void of this ever expanding interstellar space, all remembrances of that which once “was”, enigmatically erased. The pervasive question being, how did “I” come to materialize in this illusive interplanetary place? Devoid of mass, devoid of weight, devoid of any discernable sings of a route of escape. Dismally disoriented, dauntingly displaced, unceasingly seeking solace, in this eerie stillness, devoid of grace. The nexus of a reality once known and a reality unbeknownst to me proceed to interface. Core of me, hastily imploding, violently collapsing without delay, coming to grips with this new found reality without haste. For dear life, clinging on to the comfortable shadows that once sheltered me, protected me, a voice whispers to me, surrender before it is too late.
For the life cycle of this once luminous stars life cycle has approached its ending, accompanied by an unseen beginning. A signature of a cataclysmic event that insatiably consumes all shadows haunting the soul of thee, unveiling the lingering light that impalpably paves the way. A steadily revolving region of space, time, reality, a portal for which no one, nor nothing may ever escape. The cessation of this vicious tapestry of events that once evaded the core of me, invokes for the layers of the labyrinth that is me to be liberated, irrevocably set free. Yet instill accompanying this celestial salvation, this unequivocal un-layering, their layeth an incessant call to delve more deeply, an elusive entryway to that which is unspoken, unfathomably unseen. To the idle state of consciousness, appearing to be, sullenly shadowy, unnervingly empty. An imminent intersection betwixt the core of your being and the event horizon, approaching the edge as the essence of thee is inevitably pulled into the intricate cosmic web of the singularity, indefinitely!
At the very center of it all, interlaced with infinity, a remembrance of that which you were called to be. Yet in order to embody this remembrance wholeheartedly, all glints of the once glorified ego must be relinquished, shattered into trillions of pieces, intentionally and willingly. The complex latticework of our consciousness deliberately cloaked in complete darkness, an inconspicuous signal for the collapsing of the egoic mind, a carefully crafted conspiracy you see, a call for change, albeit forcefully, becoming ever closer with our inherent iniquities, yet in still all meant for the overall betterment of thee. For in embracing the ubiquitous shadows of darkness, we vehemently will for ourselves to be free. My dear fret not, for this is the way it was meant to be, a loving legacy written in the stars for our minds eye to visibly see, for without the presence of darkness, luminous stars would be incapable of illuminating our glorious galaxy, our incandescent interstellar sea, where the light is what we always were, the very reason we came to be, and this my dear, always will be, existing as mirror reflection of pure divinity. Don’t believe me? Simply gaze way up high into the vast, far reaching night sky and you shall see with iridescent clarity, that this light reflecting off of the glare of your gaze, is also nestled within the havens of the heavenly heart of the luminous likes of thee.
And so my dear you see, in traversing through the timeless trenches of boundless blackness, in actuality exists as a portal to infinite possibilities, a trail typically untraveled, uncharted territory, mystical mavericks mesmerized by its mystery. Those approaching journeys end through the wormhole, are greeted at the gracious gateway to divinity. An angelic ascension to a parallel time, space, reality, where an ethereal presence envelopes every ember of me, embraced by this enchanted energy, tenderly touched ever so transcendentally. Every celestial current caressing every fiber of my blessed being, pulled into your preciously pleasant plane, an irreversible transfiguration allowing for the havens of my heart to see the heaven that layeth right in front of me. A hope filled halo humming hymns in a harmony, deciphered by my heart space effortlessly, a portal to the parallel planes of divinity, the seraphic soul of me suspended in this stellar sea of serenity. Interminably existing as an incorporeal being, otherworldly, undeniably unearthly.
The core of me calving into this collapsing chasm, crumbling, cracking, piece by piece, no escape as your comely call consumes the consciousness of me. Caught in your continuous current as your calculated chaos cradles the inconspicuous chaos that creeps into each crevice of me unwaveringly., delicately disorderly. A cataclysmic capsizing, carried into a cavern of clarity, each enigmatic enclosure enlightening the essence of me, an unprecedented uprising. Tempted into this transcendent typhoon, poised as the spirit of me is pulled into this perilous passageway, an outpouring of purity penetrates every part of me, a prolific path paved with perennial possibilities.
Artfully awakened by this abysmal ascension. The soul of me swept away at sea, submerged in this sacred suspension ever so relentlessly swimming. Trailing atop these tumultuous waves, indefinitely drifting, dauntlessly delving into the depths, divinely descending. Roped in by this revelatory remembering, remnants revealed by each tide of tender transparency. Lingering in these layers of liquid lucidity, as each ever enduring echo tells of tall tales, trickling through the trenches of me, ethereal embers of past pilgrimage’s, whispering esoteric secrets to the embers of me.
An epochal emergence, eternally explorative rising through the ravine of resting rifts, these revelations irrevocably restorative, at the very tip of the ice berg your identity sits, held at the highest of altitudes, absorbing the abiding ascent that exists as a vacancy within the abyss, a reverenced reflection of an alchemist, timeless treasures found within the void, retrieved vehement valiance. For beloved, the luminescent light that you seek incessantly lingers within the waters of the frozen tundra within. Preserved by the glorious grace of this glacial safe haven, as rays from the suns light, bestowed ever so blissfully bright, causes the ice to thin. Breaking through the crystalline cloak of this frosty Iceland, invokes for your ever enduring essence to transfiguratively transcend.
