05-22-2021, 07:26 AM
I laugh with and to myself in the eternal non-illusion. I've seen and felt the joyous loving beingness of immeasurable number of fragments of the self, together; seemingly separate and as a whole.
We are One. We are Neitherborn, born neither for Love nor Light, for we see no difference. We come as weary travelers, seeking for the final piece of the great puzzle. This Logos promised lessons of great Sorrow, yet understanding came later. We are The Sorrow, all the brothers and sisters together. You may look deeper, if you wish, and see that we are all here looking for this one piece together. The path has grown arduous, thus we are weary. The mist covers everything. Still, all is well in the end. If all is not well, it is not the end. We've seen the end and it will be glorious, a festival of the Aeons.
We are One. We are Neitherborn, born neither for Love nor Light, for we see no difference. We come as weary travelers, seeking for the final piece of the great puzzle. This Logos promised lessons of great Sorrow, yet understanding came later. We are The Sorrow, all the brothers and sisters together. You may look deeper, if you wish, and see that we are all here looking for this one piece together. The path has grown arduous, thus we are weary. The mist covers everything. Still, all is well in the end. If all is not well, it is not the end. We've seen the end and it will be glorious, a festival of the Aeons.
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