I see you life and I thank you life. You are my canvas I am the painter. Life you are my clay from which I will forge attractive and relevant form. Give reasoning to the suffering. Give us 2000 years of peace and serenity for the years of mockery and confusion which has kept this illusion boosting. Im happy for the day my birthday suit was handed to my ancient soul but Im in absolute dismay for the fact I know death riddles others experience and as frequent as I receive pleasure they experience pain. You ask me why I feel this way on this day ?Have I lost my love that kept me having faith and with a smile on my face? No I jist prefer to always think of those outside of self as they are part of larger self which rotates on a 360 degree angle like all the atoms in the cells that make up my birthday suit. Their suits are subject to physical torture. While on this side psychologically we are on a ride. Getting told youre big, small. But around this time of year we seem to block it all we connect our heart connection with our family and friends with what we really would like to spend. An xmas purchase is always the best as its your heart that beats in your pin. As the clerk hands you the receipt, you feel no way so happy yourre showing all teeth. How about resonating your love? Imagining your love is a forcefield which expands forever around the Globe. Something so high in frequency google cant track it. Youre mind they cant hack it. Believe we are the saviours of this world and we will be. It only takes thought action engaged in love to really revitalise hope. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year when it comes. Your lonely thinker A.K. Xxx
Posted on: Wed, 24 Dec 2014 21:10:49 +0000
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