Practice paying mindful attention. Dream lucidly and
creatively. Only self-awareness shall spontaneously evolve!
This is the self-awareness game: dreaming what the world
shall be. And it is written that shall is such a timeless word.
Now is the time for some beauty. Imagine spring. The
daffodils bow to the winter and then. They say nothing gold can stay. But
quicksilver shall.
I was raised in the church of fear and loathing. Only
thought is deconstructed. Being is immortal space.
To take things personally is the original misdeed of universal
consciousness appearing localized. Being is where potentiality is.
We were conditioned to be mountains. And then you saw the
mountain is conditioned. I am the mountain. I am the sky.
Belief is magic. Desire is enchantment. I am in the world.
My prayer: may they all see that I am not what we believed us to be.
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