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I have lived my life shattered by the fear I was taught. I have felt I was different, wrong, a fool. I have learned strangers are to be feared.
That was what they made me believe; that was the game in which I was caught.
“Don’t smile at strangers.”
“Don’t talk to strangers.”
“Don’t take candies from strangers.”
“Oh, don’t be such a fool!”
Until the day I realized, so worried about the others I was being a stranger to myself
We are taught so many things except how to love or even what love means. We are shown everything except the truth. When you are a kid, no one talks to you about making friends with yourself. Then to be truthful you must be courageous, because lying and adapting yourself to patterns is the norm.
Never take any one’s life for granted; never take your own life for granted. Be understanding. Difference does not disturb the order, patterns do; they disturb the heart, uniqueness and Peace of the soul.
Categories disturb Love; Love must be the order.
You are given birth.
You are given death.
The in between is for you to build.
Pick the tool Love; pick the path Freedom. Get rid of the prison which is fear. The real “I” is not foolish, it is not wrong, but rather, it is the cord holding the being together. And truth is in your heart.
You can laugh, smile, talk. No fear is needed. No courage is needed. You only need to flow with your essence: the divine dwelling in you.
Between birth and death, love. That makes an ecstatic journey from light, through light, to light.
“Love thy neighbor,” don’t judge, don’t categorize, don’t patronize, simply love. And never forget to love the one who is the closest to you: yourself.
Be the love you wish to receive.
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