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We see ourselves as that fire across the land; a wall of words to wall out hurt or pain. We create a story among ourselves to entertain, experience awareness as a finger of approaching throb. It is us we yearn to know in the flake of every snow. Hungry for any perception, lost in a flurry of dichotomies, of which awareness is but one, unconsciousness another. This prism of lines drawn by a God of fractures wherein to be whole is death or non-existence, more of the same. Away is not the way we await. We communicate with ourselves a nothing that to ourself is something. To be or not be: the same. There is a circle at the end of every road and we do not exist on either side. I watch you struggle like a fish on the line resisting every way you know, your ability to shine. Sometimes I laugh to myself for all the things you think are true, having no clue to who, you will become. Massaging your way, Imperceptibly, into your life, foolish in your haste and wasteful in your strife. The precious time you waste in hurry or worry, standing for and then against, in arguments dissolving time, while missing the sublime. Go ahead look it up; look up elegant as well, I can tell you’re confused; but it’s only because I can see the youth in you. I am glad I left my puzzlement behind to find my way to certainty, perfectly normal for you to be upset, you’re not there yet. You’ll get there if you try, trust the instincts of your heart; - you must start moving toward your dream. Anything that has ever happened to you was the result of your setting it in motion. It is the act of movement that brings about change: the static to the kinetic. Do not be immobile or any dream that you have will never be realized. Creativity is wild and chaotic, but from the chaos, comes the order. You are meant to be here. It is through you that the ‘all’ is strained to the one. You are not the Creator of all things, that is the purview of your God. Your task is that of SHAPER, that is, to hone the possibility of the many into the reality of the one. You are the one who gives birth to ideas. You alone manifest your reality as the ‘something’ from the ‘everything’. To create in thought is to use your imagination. The power of the mind is to visualize or conceptualize. It can separate the one idea from the many, But it is only through motion, movement or action, that your dreams will become real State them clearly; communicate them widely and follow them relentlessly. If you do this you will succeed, for Life is with you, it supports you because it is the greater you. It will not allow you to fail. After all, failure, like everything else, is just an idea. The idea you follow to completion is the only idea that will manifest as real for you. Your reality is manufactured by you, one dream at a time and you are nothing but the God you allow yourself to be.