Many Lives

Life and its infinite ways of delivery have revealed to me once more. The magic of speech and sharing that gifted flow with others proceeds to unlock more of me with every step of transference. I am becoming more aware of my right. Reflected, I have felt certain things since childhood and what seemed normal, has taken a long stretch to determine that it is not. My vision of living has taken me on an incredible adventure both through the guise of the night and its winding corridors of fantasy, as well as, the lit areas of reality. On a foundational level, I have discovered more to be aware of. I also have challenged the things that have presented themselves to be my center path of this journey. I fed into others fears and doubts and took those on in my stride. That part of this ride carried some unbearable roadblocks. I kept silent about my clarity and the order of things seen through my version of reality because simple introductions became fleeting. My mirror would run away. Convoluted deliveries led me to alternative measures of form. I felt the neediness of providing event explanation to others and in becoming, I saw that it was I that needed to define. Giving the opportunity space to do, to perform. In the definition projected outward, vision became clearer and also sight of alternate variations of my life revealed consistencies and also fears of cause and effect. I saw misuse and unknowingness from previous lives I had lived when tasked with this challenge I now face. However, this occasion has defined a modified version that has moved past all past dead ends and forced restarts. Déjà vu’.

The familiarity of it all, seems so real and here, yet distant. I have passed through instances where, in another life, I performed alternate outcomes. My reactions to the moment branched off to a shorter stick. Those realities do not feel like they are running parallel, instead, I insist that they feel as if I had lived them before. The brevity of it all is simple, I have lived and died many times. And my deaths were merely beginnings of fine tuning my divine path. Every try gets me one step closer. The momentum behind this version collects all other attempts and merges them into this grand experience. I would expect any reader to fully comprehend this directive, I too at one time would have not even afforded a fragment of a speck of dust towards resonating alongside this delivery, but that is how it is. Reality and the foundation behind it, has patience to make this perfect in every way and I value that importance.

When it comes to the request I have made and the vision that has been delivered to my receptors, the alignment meant I was to be in practice. The entire universe became my teacher and the spirit traveled from person to person and through object upon object guiding me towards that which is complete. This step of the being has me pushing myself to find my limits. I am being trained differently again, from the knowledge which I have amassed. In this class I am cultivating the social energy. I am learning how to talk without low intensities or position of power of myself or from others unto me. When it comes to dialogue of experience and namely, this type of revealing about layers hidden within, there is a fine line that skeptics, unthought, and people of the like, give feedback with more than just words or body language. It took a long while for me to be able to actually see the exchange and push given by such forms. That too had its many stages of developmental learnings. Finding the center of the center in cases where expression of heart cannot be punctured by layers of convolution that are attempted to be applied by conditions of the realty, means that with sureness, in all, my presentation, my aura, my thinking, my truths, my being, every fiber of existence from my observable reality, must be in alignment and have had the trials of experience testify as the collective truth of the presentation shared amongst one another. But when did authority and agreement, lord over the capitol of the pure path? Some call that benefactor the devil, and such has no power over me.

Life is coming though this vessel and once there was the moment where a power struggle was the game but my vision tells me of my path and I know where I am to lead. The reality is reflecting my path of the present, future, and past, and regardless of where I traverse, it is there. This realization of a connective force that moves through everything to relay this magical orchestration cannot be refuted as life proceeds. That is something that is wonderful about observational advancement. Repetition within a life makes space for the sensual sight of something beyond that built structure. There is such an effort to be aware of this consistently and not sleep back into the dream. Those that say they are “woke” often times miss out on that persona reality provides. The communication comes from somewhere and its not from the same schedule of mental delivery that is infant in the wider reign of sight.

I can write such a thing because I understand how difficult it was for me to come to here, to this point. I remember how easy it was to slip away from attention and where in conversations I floated away. When I was coming to the next level, it was easier to step back into the place I was. I knew there was more to come and be, but not knowing what direction of the compass led to my dreams and willed into life vision, the metaphorical wall bound me until I was ready and when I was, it simply disappeared. The layers are somewhat a safety net and to proceed, one must accomplish many things. It’s not just about living in material, there is a whole world in mental as well that demands your presence; I am not even coming in with the spiritual world and other layers of existence that cumulatively from this massive potential capable of anything. And that word, anything, in the mind of many, brings about fear induced thought and signal transmissions. Even yesterday, I came across the negative effects spoon fed into another that showcased a level of fear that stemmed from the word “anything.” I understand him and cast no judgment from where they stand, I’ve been in that mindset of energy and it is a challenging one to navigate through.

On the difficulty I wrote in the previous paragraphs first sentence, once I “got it,” “it” was really not that hard to understand. Getting to the point of being open to receive the wisdom without the mental battle within, challenges even the best guru’s. When I saw why I had to flow in the pockets of energy codes within the whole system, I was amazed. ~Teach love on levels that the levels do not know.~ And when these levels are taught, we all learn and when we learn, we ascend, we alter our beliefs and truths, we decide our actions with performances from the soul. That claim brings the soul forth. I channel this. Combining the structure of my life to navigate towards snapping the vision into the whole of reality means I must know the details in order for it to work, forever as my new platform. From here is where I expand my potential again and challenge myself to better know whatever those functions may be. For now, comparative lessons train me to exist for a purpose I believe I can achieve.

Time to meditate.