I've thrown myself off the cliff of uncertainty
and I fall
fast
scraping into
my shadows and
anxieties;
I hit my fears
face.
first.
The Plunge of Faith
comes hand in hand
with the Purge of
Eradication,
Deformation,
And
Illumination;
and with this pain-
this process
of being smashed open
Broken,
everything I thought I was
Dismantles,
and the mirror of the dark night
is created;
from which,
I am able to see
Everything I Am,
already Was,
and will always Be.
Within the pieces of
this dark night mirror,
I am finally able to see,
Me.
Sep 21, 2015
Sep 21, 2015 at 12:14 PM UTC
I've thrown myself off the cliff of uncertainty
and I fall
fast
scraping into
my shadows and
anxieties;
I hit my fears
face.
first.
The Plunge of Faith
comes hand in hand
with the Purge of
Eradication,
Deformation,
And
Illumination;
and with this pain-
this process
of being smashed open
Broken,
everything I thought I was
Dismantles,
and the mirror of the dark night
is created;
from which,
I am able to see
Everything I Am,
already Was,
and will always Be.
Within the pieces of
this dark night mirror,
I am finally able to see,
Me.
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