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Jan 2021
Feeling the gravitational pull of the forces surrounding my essence.

My deities answered my calling to ascend, to become transformed, and accepted my offering! Provided nourishment in blessings, from other dimensions!

Received from my moment of profound meditation.

Deep mysteries of the unknown sleeping in space, aligns truth within the constellations revealing reminders this is nothing more than a illusion.


Deceived by moral corruption in mystifying concepts.

Is fiction reality? What is
considered intangible, and understandable?

When will it all make sense?

We spiral in the formation of our galaxy.

In which expectations are countless, but are not in field of our control.

As we wait for time to bring us home
Descovia
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