Knowing the origin of the self

While the world was rolling in a dark symphony of war and blood, I painted my hopes and wrote a magical song of longing for peace and love. I spell a desire for a belonging where the green grows, and blue water flows among the fragrance of the flowers, where the sky sparkle with rainbow and not black smoke.

I was hiding amidst parallel dimensions, learning how to let my spirit soar in heavenly universes, struggling not to fall into the gravitational waves of black holes. l was in a complex experience of knowing the origin of the self, discovering the mysteries of black holes, and possessing sufficient force to manage my reality.?

I start understanding my “essential existence” as it is, living in a parallel dimension where my consciousness must expand beyond the constraints of time and space and literally into the infinite.?

It was that holy vision of certainty, to go beyond our conflicts and see the beauty of our souls, the cheerful feelings of our hearts, and spread the inspiration of hope.

Ultimately, there are times your mind needs tranquility, to be in a place where the perfect stillness unites with the soul in a smooth eternal wholeness as we breathe with tender emotions in warm waves of the highest sacred stage of faith.??