The Resurrection
You are the resurrection.
The tears that have drunken their senses to forget the depth of the Ocean, herself.
The moonlight that forgets the truth of darkness, and the darkness that truly forgets the light, you are.
The hand from the dirt like Michael Jackson's Thriller.
You are the death of life and the life of death, the Resurrection.
The no need for physical matter, and the matter of fact.
The fact is you matter, and physically you do too.
Rise from the ashes! Rise from depths of your awareness! I thank you for sharing! THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!! I APPRECIATE THE OPPORTUNITY TO KNOW!
The pain leaves like a deeeeeeep felt cry of release, of relief, of Resurrection.
Maybe even the doubt felt cry of The Unknown...... ?
What is to come of this now?
Millions of miles away is home. The sacred geometry of there is different from here, and still sacred it is.
Connected to the Universe that encompasses the whole, we are.
Death to the dying and life to the living, the saying goes, at least in my head.
The reincarnated bodies that look different. The space suits of matter, and the fact still, still remains, matter matters not.
Balance.... of course.
A place where matter is death, is an alternate reality to a place where non matter is....
Such a shift of reincarnation from one realm to another, this is.
RESURRECTION.
Thanks for visiting me. I am grateful for your lessons.
The tears that have drunken their senses to forget the depth of the Ocean, herself.
The moonlight that forgets the truth of darkness, and the darkness that truly forgets the light, you are.
The hand from the dirt like Michael Jackson's Thriller.
You are the death of life and the life of death, the Resurrection.
The no need for physical matter, and the matter of fact.
The fact is you matter, and physically you do too.
Rise from the ashes! Rise from depths of your awareness! I thank you for sharing! THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!! I APPRECIATE THE OPPORTUNITY TO KNOW!
The pain leaves like a deeeeeeep felt cry of release, of relief, of Resurrection.
Maybe even the doubt felt cry of The Unknown...... ?
What is to come of this now?
Millions of miles away is home. The sacred geometry of there is different from here, and still sacred it is.
Connected to the Universe that encompasses the whole, we are.
Death to the dying and life to the living, the saying goes, at least in my head.
The reincarnated bodies that look different. The space suits of matter, and the fact still, still remains, matter matters not.
Balance.... of course.
A place where matter is death, is an alternate reality to a place where non matter is....
Such a shift of reincarnation from one realm to another, this is.
RESURRECTION.
Thanks for visiting me. I am grateful for your lessons.
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