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You are a conscious paradigm biocentrist possibility and being, A quantum cosmic astronaut seeing, An illusory human experience Believing everything is actually real.
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I remember so long ago playing on a field on a hot summers day and falling into the soft green grass and staring up at the cloudless blue sky. As I laid there I imagined being older and drifted off into the dream. I now find myself thinking often, please wake up, because the dream
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You know love when you meet that one That fuses their heart and mind with yours, And resonates in desire and inner peace Whilst at the same time causing you to feel wild, As if your tumbling out of control While feeling the happiest you’ve ever been, And you cannot imagine how life could or
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The third eye, the chakras and your consciousness are all things like synchronicity that are denied by those who cannot connect, the power of Reiki and other holistic healing puts the debate to rest. For when you tune ain and resonate on spiritual and universal higher frequencies, then you realise and see beyond the veil
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It’s only the things that come for free And those good deeds you do spontaneously That makes your soul feel good And that puts a string right in your step That makes your existence in those moments make sense.
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I adore women for their strength, power and smartness Not just because of their beauty, tits and arses If that comes over as offensive it’s not intended but I love women without pretences.
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The awakening of consciousness Is defined by your awareness To all that is wrong and toxic, Driving you to embrace love and light Along with kindness and compassion Virtues that others find soft and weird, But we know better, it makes us stronger.
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I align in the light of love And in the rays of kindness That radiates upon me, Through sharing and caring And through emanating respect, Which allows my soul to fly free.
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Behind the walls I built Is an ocean of my tears, Shed through heartbreaks Over so many painful years, The walls act as a dam But one day it’s going to crack, There’s only so many tears That the walls can hold back. 😥
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I hear subtle and then not so subtle racist words Being shared covertly at work, I can’t keep quiet so then I speak out Then I am made to feel as though I am a jerk, I am the one they think is the extreme And it really aggravates and annoys me, And the intellectual
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