Pixelated patterns absorb
separation
The orb hints
there is an invisible sea
The divisive line
obscures the Oneness
Addicted to
the false
personality
Pluck the false from the form
discover
what covers the truth
underneath the constructed costume
exists
Soul, sameness, connection
Truth
Lord, I am not worthy that you should enter under my roof; only say the word and my servant will be healed
Did you know that you don't have to be you to Be?
That your personality and history and foibles and bumps are distracting you from your True Essence?
Did you know that if your personality and past and thoughts and wants and tears and fears were plucked out of your being you would still BE?
I bet you think that is boring.
I bet you think you would be a husk.
Sweet relief.
I am a vessel and my personality is a construction I stuffed inside it, piece by piece, thought by thought, fear by fear.
Did you know that when you understand that any one could replace the one that you are, the one you thought you were loses its power?
It is true what they say.
It all exists inside you.
Be willing to take a vacation from the one that you think you are, and see that you are One.
When you lose You, you win.
So mote it Be, and so it Is.
