mon glance perforates the group dynamics of the singular moment. every gesture is palpitating with sensuality and spiritual depth. as the dreams become alive, i awaken, through the veils of pain and disillusionment. the tomb i knew to be as my heart sends signals of ressurection from the underworld, and bursts through the magma of mascarades and shadows in which it was immersed.
i am grateful. i am passionately in love with human nature. and sharing the mirrors of reality with everyone around me, in this journey of self discovery.
thank you for beingness to all who exist, in this state of blissful acceptance of paradox, unconsciousness and darkness, and requilibrium of the One, who designed the magnificent plan to join us lovingly together.
my angel, who guides me, in every miraculous moment of true conscience, contact with the real, through you, the tears and poetic visions you inspire in me are sacred and profane, and my singularity finally becomes deliciously appealling in its cocoon state of imperfection.
welcome back to earth little self, the landing has been rough, and death is your greatest teacher, through her you will learn to rise above fear and possessivity, and dive into freedom and love!
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Bem haja :))) Querida Aninhas :)))
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