We all sometimes sense that their is more to us than what we know, than the self that we identify with. Also we are curious about the mysteries of our origin. What if you experience, actually came in contact with your past and future incarnations of yourself right now. What if Facebook, Google and all the other high-tech is not really the future, what if it is simply a trap to conceal you from the vastness of who you really are.
You can actually experience and be the many other incarnations of yourself that are not separated by time, by death or rebirth but instead by the man made illusions and conditionings that are amplified by race and culture. What if the future of ourselves depends on us freeing ourselves of such illusions, from the Self-inflicted cyber prison that we are building, which is only distancing us from ourselves and one another, what if a grand future awaits only if we awaken to it now And see ourselves as we really are.
What if people with Dyslexic traits have the key to this and don't even know it. What if devaluing them and disqualifying them is only a strategy to make sure that such truth is not known, that such a fulfilling reality never comes into existence.
What if you had more desires, more passions and more of a destiny than you can now imagine, what if other sides of you came to your assistance in crucial times and awaken you to the strengths to live the authentic life you only gotten a glimpse of in your wildest dreams,
I am very dyslexic and a Licensed therapist that works with people with dyslexia.
A reoccurring dreams came to me starting from childhood, teenage years, college years, in my 30s 40s, the book wrote me more than I wrote it for much of my life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem