Faulty Source
All of these concepts we have learned to believe, they’re nonsense. Don’t worry as we were just following lead. We couldn’t see any different because we were brainwashed with their creed. They convinced us of our roles, which were to take on unquestionably. The parts we play were created by ancestors past generations who also couldn’t see, the very blueprint of living they’d been following. It was built from another’s fears that they themselves didn’t believe. Faith was a villain at some point in history, as it allowed us to trek on the same road, we saw others suffering on miserably. That same very word, allowed a deeper voice to be heard eventually. It was only when we found the source of our pain and misery that we detached from it, like a cord from a faulty outlet who no longer supports our needs. We have realized we channel and manifest the good, the bad, the in between, and then the universe delivers generously. We can now safely discard those GPS instructions for living, that were installed before infancy. They only took us to places where someone else’s imagination would limit our ability to think freely. So burn the old books and stories they fed. Delete the old routes to living that were embedded in your head. You don’t have to put on a costume just because the generations before you did. Society is finally waking up and seeing the truth, we have all been pawns in a game of chess unable to make our own move. I choose to start living before the end of my line, which makes a full circle back with a new message in tact, just follow your heart. No more following someone else's map.
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