This is Fun

I speak from the one voice to all that have ears. :)
As we follow each other it differentiates less and less. Allow yourself all three of these, freedom, forgiveness, forgotten. Forever rolling on the empty planes of being. Float from sand tides of distance, scape of movement and delicate staring. :?
I'll just put words on page.
In retrospect god is the indivisible reality where life pulsates and spins. How does it happen? How does it approach is a better question. Any moment your guard is down it will hit you. Every minute your heart is pure it will love you. Any moment your head is full it will spin you in a circle that only a madman appreciates ;-) Or is it the speed of intelligence and response that an Olympic athlete carries into exercise? Just two standpoints in the stadium.
Love is mad, it is not articulated, who charts it? Itself to it's source. Who monitors it, who disciplines it? What can you oppose on it that is not of itself. The ego responds and responds only to the disconnect. It is up to you to find loves working on yourself. Don't be afraid to melt. Just a warning. :) And from ashes and firmament comes a basic element that can more easily suffer to molding. Love of self is no love at all.