He did not go far. How could he;
you were his everything.......
You love the concept of Parallel worlds..
his is now intangible--
no skin-clad temple to hold him down
within the misgivings
and falleness, that entails
all things fleshbound--
his illustrious spirit, now encased within
the utter boundlessness of his
newly-dedicated housing of Prismatic Light.
This is now the new temple that contains
his eternal spirit.. and it is from
that impeccably-beautiful place,
that he now offers hope
and petition without end.. on your behalf.
Face to Face, now.. his once,
deeply-aching spirit, now finds
the perpetual Peace.. through true Resolve,
as he finds his neverending Encouragements,
now heading your way, on the Wings of
what is now, no less than that of Unlimited Possibility--
Raining down on to you..
Reigning now in the Heavenlies,
no longer diluted and misdirected
by human agenda
And here you sit, beautiful girl-- Not seeing or feeling..
because you are still subject to the same auspices
of falleness that eventually found its Unholy fruition
within his utter demise. No longer subject to it all,
he is asking you to rise above it, also..
the prayers of a newly-recognized Saint-- petitioning
directly in to Love's very Ache.. asking
that the horror-built walls, embedded
into your war-torn flesh would come down,
no longer so devastatingly-thwarting Love's deep
desire to finally have the chance to find
its beautiful way into you..
Yet your out of control self-hatred is hurting him--
almost as much as it is truly hurting you.
The last thing your guilt-ridden spirit wants to do
is cause him any more pain. Feel his loving presence..
and you will also then begin to feel his deeply-Loving petition.
It is perfect.. as are you--
Once you become separated
from your hook-embedded, flesh.
He is There..
helping you to become able to have access to it,
That is where he is at.. that is what he is doing.
The Grace that he now so deeply embraces on your behalf, will
slowly begin to buy you the internal freedom that is necessary
to begin to become able to feel it all. Throughout the years,
you have learned how to begin to believe. If not,
you would have already blocked me again by now.
He is within the Realms of Magic, now. You love Magic.
Feel him there.. as he truly now is.. and you will begin
to learn, through feel-- the things in you
(that you so adamantly hold on to),
that are still hurting him. Forgiveness..
from his Mercy Seat towards you.. is perpetual, and without end,
because he knows that you do not as of yet, fully understand.
One day, you will.. and it will become to him, his greatest Joy.
It is not over. It is never over.. as long as that gorgeous,
war-torn heart still has a pulse in it.
Make sure that it will, until you can feel..
and the Morning Sun will truly rise within you.. fully anew.
Fully. Completely. Perpetually.
You will become the very glow
that he already right now, sees in you.
You Love me just as much as you hate me.
Love's reason is here-- right here in these words. You know
that it is all true. His spirit was far too beautiful for the
pain-infused fleshtemple that previously contained it..
while he was here. He left it for a better one..
one that is completely and fully, Perfect.
You can feel him far more often than your pain-wracked
heart and spirit will allow you to currently admit.
Perspective is everything, beautiful girl.
You love me for the glorious perspective that I am able
to bring to you.
That is the only way that I want to be loved.
You have been through enough.
Lets get you two back together, through your growing
ability to become able to see him..
and feel him... as he is--
not as your obscure.. self-contempt, scarred view,
now only shadow-sees him.
You have work to do, beauty.
You are his exceedingly, Worthy Beloved.
There is so much, so unfairly-attached to you..
that keeps you feeling as if you are forever unworthy.
He is 24/7 helping you.
That is what he does now..
and I can very much see why <3
Oh no, love.. you're not alone..
You're watching yourself.. but you're too unfair
You got your head all tangled up,
but if I could only make you care
Oh no, love.. You're not alone
No matter what or who you've been
no matter when, or where you've seen..
all the knives seem to lacerate your brain
I've had my share, now I'll help you with the pain
You're not alone xoxo