Love of Self

 

Love of Self

 

The journey into love

Is in the forgiveness and compassion

Of my life journey

With each that has trespassed myself

And each who has cared for me

Through time and space and form

In this life of mine

To foster the care of me

In the love of my Tao

And the blessings of my Dao

In the love for me for me

And the love and compassion for you for you

 

Love of You         

 

The love of you is a fostering of your Dao to allow you to accept yourself unconditionally now and through time along with any future you may actualize ahead. The love of you is infinite and exponentially magical in its capacity to reweave your dreams into new syncopated rhythms of the divine. Spirit and soul accord to love. If you love others’ spirit and soul, do foster a unison of interplay in light wave sway as you motion with the other or many others that you care for. The love of you is personal. As you love you, spirit and soul descend to interface with you alone. Love is the quagmire to realize through if you do not love you in this cycle. The loss of love is a very difficult subject in this time period. The loss of love is exponentially increased due to electricity as a wave length prevalent in human thought-stream.

 

Electricity and the devices associated diminish love. Electricity festers spirits that are fostered into matter at birth and through time in your life and the life of others surrounding yourself. The electricity causes which might be a kinder association to grow to be pestulant or festered through time. People are agitated and ornery in electrical thought-stream. Most humans today are far less conscious about their minds than in other time periods where the common understanding was of the self of the self in the psychology of the day.

 

Motion away from the density of the cityscape and into the countryside or an island dream and people are suddenly happier and kinder in their dance with others. The mind purifies without the electrical gadgets and the undercurrent of thought-stream caught in the cement of your cityscapes. Fewer humans love the self of themselves due to electrical dominion of the air waves of the collective human delusion. Read more