Free to love and be loved. Free to change. Free to transform. Elevated senses. The way nature has plants keeping us alive. The burning bush. The times and how they have changed. My heart beats and I keep waking up to another day. Whether the sun is shining or storms fill the sky… beauty can be found in the breakdown and the build up. Love is the drug that cures. Remedies only made by divine grace. Revelations and self reflection has me swept away by the energy that surrounds me. Soul attracting what it needs as it travels through this physical realm. A body. Created and designed. To fall in line in order to rise above and beyond the views from earth. I just have been filled with a sense of knowing the love that exist for me to discover and find that it has been the only thing I been feeling carry me along this timeline. A story we each tell. That is what being human entails. As we discover our voice and words are learned to represent feelings that need expression. Self expression is God’s way of showing the divine nature that vibrates at the highest of frequencies that communicate the love poured out through creation and seen in the beauty that nature makes. Something has changed. Love is all I can really see at the end of the day. All the struggle and resistance at this point is just me as I learn how to use these newly developed wings and live out the vision that thoughts decide. Perception always has many sides. Freedom is knowing a side is yours and yours alone… to feel and express. Freedom is feeling the universe loves me enough to make sure I see magic in the unknown. The unknown being the magic I’ve known since being a kid.
Philosopher. Stoned. 