Once upon a time there was a boy named acceptance....he was lost ...saying all sorts of things to himself..like ..I am loved and successful...one day he woke up complete...and just said I am as my soul is. that's what I am a pure soul and so it is....yet he forgot this on a measure of time, wandering, not knowing, he began to judge others as he was and the world forgotten was his path...but not forsaken...he kept the determination going...awaken he
did off giving charge to love in essence...when he had his own charge...right there in the palm of his hand...choice...and choose well he did...all was forgotten...till by and by along came ber rabbit...and Berrhh he did...yet not lavishly...else he'd still be there in love and all rosely...happy ever after...so what a complete disaster ..this love of his....but wait I am love in essence he said to himself...and in that I am...I am loved and essence of such holy bejollie each is love in their own particular way...and that is what matters...that we have a way to express love and well-being free of turmoil and tumultuousness ...yet hey whad da I know...let go be love...poppn hoppn choppn
Creative genius is a perpetrator of fame...do you want that kind of blood on your hands, love and well being, smiles everywhere..good vibes, great feelings, relationships assimilate with your god being...love in essence haha
In an enlightening sense all is well, and that statement...Creative as it is...is so
So the words hit the paper in virtual nature, every glance was a trust in the right direction, even when left looked ..he looked back...and in that instance he was free
Creative of certainty , yet realised nought existed in uncertainty either, more of a juxtaposition of light...or slight of hand, for to be certain ..is to be uncertain... certainly
Certain of what, a lack of spontaneity...certainty is vanity...and insularity ...leave the comfort of certainty...if you dare
❤the unknown
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