We all seek our strayed twin flame… That which was split from us in the alchemistic process of manifestation into this material realm. It’s the price we all pay to wear our skin. If we remained whole as a soul, we would burn through ourselves. Mere flesh could not contain such magnificent transcendental explosive cosmic power. So our wild celestial fire has been dissected, then diluted, by the watery body suit it is now submerged in. The abyssal blood red sea that contains our soul. So we stumble through that which we call life. This earthly illusion of hypostatized time,…
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