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Jan 2022
The substance we come from is alive among the strongest
of men standing close to the entrance of deep
admiration.

We have no direction from the days before dawn
appeared, when thoughts soared high above
eternity.

Still, we know the truth is the truth and we must follow what
exists in the distance for our survival, it will never
be lost if one believes, that life continues without
a need for answers.

We have no tomorrow till tomorrow appears new
bright, cool, and filled with wishes, and dreams we
manifest through our thoughts and desires.

Light your space brightly, never closing the door on
what you believe.

We are what we believe and days pass the way
we desire them to, life is living on our very own
Paradise, making it as perfect as we can if we
open our consciousness deep enough, finding
the depth of awareness that transforms
more energy to the surface, a new star forming
in each thought that is born collectively.

Collective thoughts widen within each breath
we take, illuminating material awareness upon
arrival in an instant of knowledge that we
contribute to our benefit of existing
in our world, we have made for us to live
right from the beginning of darkness and
silence drifting inward creating over and
over again, organizing what fantasies we
illustrate to materialize.

Each sparkle creates something, like a drop
of rain that falls on a lake clear like glass
till it is disturbed by one drop of water that
circles on forever.

In life, we all see something different with our
eyes, we see what we have created within.


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Harriet Shea
Written by
Harriet Shea  80/F/Mesa Arizona
(80/F/Mesa Arizona)   
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