Love – Amecylia

It would seem as if once upon a dream in a space nowhere, a spark of conscious awareness ignites within quasi-omni-present condensate.

Co-emerging and converging paths of liberation – spiral journey of extremes.

Discovering, uncovering and recovering memory streams of labirythmic thought exploring nets co-creating, observing-participating, inter-penetrating alliances causal strings knotted densely as synchrocoincidancing entities.

Cellular connection collaborative communication in formations perceived subjectivelly as subjectifiable “object”-substances, thanks to mind that matters.

Through gratitude and passionate compassion, forgiving and forgetting our entrapped “seperrate self” (“ego”) allowing relaxing attention-extension to all subjectively and non-simultaneously apprehended situations .

Mantra: “That which “Eyes” can see is that which is not me.”

Consciouesness, free from chains of habituated habitat-habits becomes clear once again from auto-imposed self-entrapment.

Withinout Love Expanding

Each cell : sElf or Other

Humanity needs COMPASSion. In a paradigm of blind leading the blind and leaving each Other behind resulting in unsane ecology and pandemic of pathological psychology. We all need to recover – kindness, connection, warm-presence – heals and fulfils.

Life, woven with silken symphonies of love and light – never for getting, always for giving – remembering, revolving all that is related, associated, thought, or even “known” intellectually:

Let the seeds of softness, gentleness, and loving-kindness of your integral unity sprout, fertilized by compassion through your heart, being-soul – view via vividly elucidating cheerfulness – breathing pulsating rhythms of Life permeated throughout all darkness as soils of “emptiness” carry seeds that shine crystal clear forever, $WeMeN

Withinout of a dreaming stream of a rainbow playing chasing, digesting and losing it’s own tail – stars of light glow gradually in

~ The End of The Prayer For Demon$

“Under the present brutal and primitive conditions on this planet, every person you meet should be regarded as one of the walking wounded. We have never seen a man or woman not slightly deranged by either anxiety or grief. We have never seen a totally sane human being.” Robert Anton Wilson

Note: “emon” can look a bit like “error” (e.g., via glitch, kerning or astigmatism, etc.,) – also “demo” (‘demons’ are not ‘real’ in the objective sense, but parts of a /*old and deprecated*/ neurolinguistic demonstration)

“An active mind is plastic: sheds, reshapes, evolves”

Thank you and let the light of love of life guide us all

Namaste
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