It is time to do good. To be good. To inspire others to do the same and to spread love, empathy, joy and success with those who hold on to compassion and hope. We must also remind those who have forgotten their hope and simply have become love itself that someone else is missing. It is time for them to finally head toward that being. We must warn those who affiliate themselves with those who do not bind, cooperate and harmonize with them. They are sure to find the right energy if they only go a different direction. Be aware - be kind and try to anticipate a pivot - it feels good to help a vibrant loving soul find their purpose or their strength again. Collaborate and make things. Awesome things. Sexy things, sometimes (for my fizzing red chakra bottomed kinfolk --) GRACEFUL, sexy things. Now a question. Is forceful or violent connection or assistance graceful? Depends on your perspective. Or maybe not. Maybe we are better when we flow like a stable and certain stream. Rivers always pour out into unknown, deep and torrential waters where they now must follow through until one of them stops or goes more or less. The sad river no longer seeing and feeling (knowing) its path - but focused on how it began and where it thinks it ends.
We are strong. We are infinitely strong. Together. Let us love and share. Possessions of the body and the heart. And now both - all - will have love. Always. Love is never better through greed. To desire more love then another loving heart is to receive only less. Are you bored with love? Go home. Many are so far from that be. Dare you interfere with the most sacred and necessary thing in existence? I'd rather not even begin to speak of the terrors and suffering you will forever then endure. Nothing. A ghost of what might have been. Instead of a flash of what always is, will be and maybe was. And even if it will not be - Something tells me you better get really close to half and that angle is absolutely straight - It actually seems impossible. No one leaves good especially if that good was built by all conscious spirits that ever existed. Unless they are not taught about what is important and right. Unless they are not brought to the place of love and rest. Unless they were me. Evil is Beelzabub - the Demon of skibbidy dibbidy toot boop.
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