Monk Mode

not only not counting even forgetting milestones we are wonderstruck as spirit beauteously consciousness hones behold how a flower blossoms unfolding petal by petal likewise we too ascend the only doing we do is will to God’s magnetism bend life unfolds by itself replay of what is already impulsed déjà vu experiences confirms our view yet our heart takes delight in imbibing each new bliss beat hue