If fear is the truth and real and LOVE the lie and the illusion, then let me die now the deceived, forever cocooned in the stillness and silence where all lovers dream as one.
You cannot be in the same moment in both apart in the body and wholly a part of the soul, so for all my moments to come I choose holy soul; even if it is soul that is not real, I still choose soul; I still choose the delusion of Heaven’s wholeness, to this tortured reality of apartness.
Heaven in the simplest of explanations is our return to the infinite oneness; where there is no duality, only singularity. It is from that singularity that, that core, that source, that Heaven, that bursts forth, all existences by illusions of comparison.
“To be great, be whole;
Exclude nothing, exaggerate nothing that is not you.
Be whole in everything. Put all you are
Into the smallest thing you do.
So, in each lake, the moon shines with splendor
Because it blooms up above.” ~ Fernando Pessoa