In the heat of curious minds we search for something to grasp
Something to burn in the ether
Humans,
Have we really come so far from our Origin ?
Called to return to the Mother
In a flash of light, darkness was swallowed
and the children took notice of their fathers disappearance
Mothers’ held their tears to keep the children afloat,
or at the very least, to create the illusion of safety.
A certain truth that is kept from children,
Even with its good intention
Is the root to the groove of this condition
Releasing my pain with the detachment of identification
Moving forward in the awakened state
Returning to the origins of biology
Why am i here
What will i do
Who will i give
I give myself to this world
With an open heart
with Love
Jan 13, 2017
Jan 13, 2017 at 12:36 PM UTC
In the heat of curious minds we search for something to grasp
Something to burn in the ether
Humans,
Have we really come so far from our Origin ?
Called to return to the Mother
In a flash of light, darkness was swallowed
and the children took notice of their fathers disappearance
Mothers’ held their tears to keep the children afloat,
or at the very least, to create the illusion of safety.
A certain truth that is kept from children,
Even with its good intention
Is the root to the groove of this condition
Releasing my pain with the detachment of identification
Moving forward in the awakened state
Returning to the origins of biology
Why am i here
What will i do
Who will i give
I give myself to this world
With an open heart
with Love
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