I think I heard something

I'll feel you later

Don't forget my scent

And all the indescribable instincts that make our matter up

In existence

Beyond being

All my days are spent in paradise

And it's all because of my realization of it

Hint hint

Take it and create it

For yourself and everyone else

If you feel left without

You should look within

Because

As long as you have yourself

You will never be alone

Again

In the awakening

I find myself

Naked

****

I love my own body

Never understood shame

I feel none

I think those who don't love themselves are insane

Things

I'm not going places

I'm going to the place

And no matter how much you kick and scream against yourselves

You're going to your own place too

When we're done with this

All

Death will seem like a lonely pill that you wouldn't wish on your best friends

Smile now

Or frown

Users discretion

But choose wisely

Or whatever

Not my problem

Why do you not want to know yourself forever?

What have you possibly done that a few millennium can't forgive you for?

Why don't you think that you deserve all existence forever?

Who convinced you to let go for the miracle of your own life?

It's just something that I don't care to hear, but whatever you convince yourself of know that the opposite is true by default.

It's part of existing inside of a universe of possibility. Possibility to create something good is as real as anything else. And creating life is as real as the life that created it.

Don't giv up. We're figuring it out.

It's done as soon as a thought anyway.