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One day my ship will come, I shall return to
where I’m from, this earthly home of body
and soul will be shed, my mind growing
strong and living in space as magnetic
energy; I will be free from physical form
and limitations
Finally breaking out of this isolation; living
a life without the ability to contact spirits
and psychics; caught in a cold left-brain
fixation, in one storey of lateral thinking
only while all forms of creativity are closed
to me
I’m waiting for my ship to come, impatient
for life to be done, my lessons learnt;
lesson one: Never return to earth in a
reincarnational existence; lesson two,
always be honest and true, meditating
on the meaning
Of all wisdom; lesson three, choose your
parents carefully and know exactly what
you wish to learn; lesson four, which I
adore: don’t return to earth; there are a
myriad different life forms in which to
manifest intelligence
A variety of consciousness, infinite variations
of enjoyable awareness – I’m just waiting for
my ship to come, the spaceship of my planet,
my home galaxy in another universe…
Margaret Alice
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