These are words of life. These are words of soul. These are words of self. In the spirit world we find conflict in truths we have been told. We find conflict in internal elements we attempt to hold. We reach for the pure. We reach for the peace. We reach for things beyond our grasp we hope to unfold.
This is a story of sadness. A story of pain in a beautiful form. The story of a world in which we are born. We birth ourselves to knowledge without understanding. We birth ourselves to love with the promise of serenity. Only what comes before us we don’t always want to see.
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wow! this is utterly beautiful and (uncommonly) well put. salut.
Absolutely beautiful......riveting......with no questions asked......nothing but trust!