A Blessing and A Curse

At times the thoughts consume the stillness

A constant reminder that no one is ever alone

The thoughts compounding into loud boisterousness

None of it making sense, none of it staying long enough to hold only long enough to be told

The inner ear can hear the voices that speak from within to the people giving them messages to heal and prosper

Overlapping and perpetual demands that interrupt the voices that are heard outside of self, the voices of actual beings

Silencing your own voice so that one may only listen and deliver the messages proper

And only if they scream loud, strong and clear enough can their figure be clear enough to be seen

The brain shifts to daydream almost always, seeing and feeling experiences that never have been experienced through eyes of a stranger

Replaying stories that has happened and stories that are yet to unfold

Within a short period of time, deceit, hate, love and death, celebrations and laughter

Some are long and are all so real, consuming most of the time for stories to be retold

Within lies a radar that can sense all vibrations around, near, far away, connected or not, living and non

Sensing and differentiating, detecting and sensing everything from everywhere filling up the senses, unsettling until grounded

But before being grounded, there’s a build up of anxiety that overlaps that sense of reality, shaking one’s core and rocking the shit out of one’s life until it’s all gone

Receiving confirmations of all who’s lives have been changed, healed and molded for success by all that was mentioned to be stated

While the soul roams the realms, the flesh remains here living in this realm where nothing is ever clear

The soul begins expanding consciousness, exploring its vastness, traveling across timelines

Only unconditional love exists there, peace and divinity, no hate, pain or hurt or fear

Only a clearer sight for all there is to see present, future and past lifetimes