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Apr 2015
It’s only through a straw that we can view our perspective. I woke up in a haze, like always, it’s like I’ve never known clarity. The beauty of the world was unmistakeable from the general point of view. Anybody can look at the sunset on and clear day to truly believe in the importance of self-expression. These colors reflecting off the sun and energies of our world to transform our reality into a techno color dream that can melt any doubt of reason. But this wasn’t the case today. Today was cloudy. The dreams I woke up into were of fantasy and foe. I travel to a distant place of wild parallel universes, possibilities really. The dream tends to move and shape by my energy or my will. Active energy is what moves this cell. In cells are atoms and the wind is plasma. It is only well known that our conscious minds are in fact the reality that we exist in. That whole sentence can be seen as redundant. Transparently we open up in our own way. Everybody has their heart on their sleeve as a part of nature. Some fail to recognise it. We are still developing and growing. A beautiful transitioning stage in life and evolution. It is the biggest time of advancement in our conscious existence. Roses and flowers is what we are. We grow and bloom in the most beautiful and vibrant motion. Feel amazing, you were born to feel amazing. It is what draws us to life. Plans aren’t real, neither is time or a schedule. We move for existence naturally. You can believe that it’s not about working. You can challenge the reality you have by expressing you energy and activating your mind. The more you open your mind and digest information willingly without instant belief or doubt and concur on your truthful first person observations, you can achieve mental freedom and liberation. Not trying new things hurts you more. You control your survival level to an extent to choose to thrive. Adventure isn’t always risk it is growth. Growth comes from within. You chose to grow. Relaxing, disconnect for a while and fall into your imagination. It’s there for you to use at your free will. It is seemingly infinite. It is beauty in its own form, awaken. Freedom to eat and freedom to starve. Choose time, or choose money, one is freedom.


Cleanse the mind, cleanse the body, cleanse your energy, see clarity, gain perspective, shed layers and realize truth.
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