People

People are like walking insecurities.

Like a puppet, our innermost selves cling to identity & project that mask of ourselves into the world.

We fight anything that challenges our idea of identity.

we build up structures of psychological barriers, abiding to those societal pressures, running from alienation. 

What significance do we bring anything, but being a vessel for our own self destructive emotions when we are supposed to be vessels for the Divine. 

The Divine, does not live in us under the societal lens of “Godly” or “Christian Like”  

the Divine dwells in Us, as Us.  

To find the Divine, we must find ourselves.  

I must remember that my consciousness acts as part of the whole. In my awakenings i can move the fingers of the collective, waking up the hand, and surging through the limbs of the entire body. Slowly, waking up the whole.  

I must never forget.