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Complete darkness. Not a scrap of light, nor a scrap of fear to be found. Trust in the unknown. Faith in the unseen. Calm. Silence. The key to freedom is made by the pineal gland. It begins. Chemicals filter in, firing up the brain and beyond. The warm loving flow moves through the body. Sensation of nurturing warmth. Inner engine is fueled, and begins to beat to the cosmic rhythm.
Rising, rising. The sun is out right now. Let's visit someone else. Cold blue eye, infinitely patient. Loving but aloof. Silver disc spins proudly on itself. Dead but alive, knowing contrast.
Triangles point to the center, and the center flowers with potential as every direction is viable, whether it exists or not. Silver cord dangling like fishing line, is the fish keeping a safety line, is it bait, and what is to be caught? "Knowledge" So bright and intense it threatens to sweep away self in its bid to purify. "Ego is stain. Ego is pain" Please, show me another way.
"Desire" Desire caused her pain, once. She says "desire weakens the creator." That "as long as desire exists the creator will slowly slide into service to self and suffering." "Beware! Take care! Desire and love are not one and the same."
"To truly love and to truly serve means to put the good of the whole before the self." What can i do to help others, then?
"Plant a seed."
Original of the one floating around.