The more in LOVE you remember the truth of what you are, the more the veils, the barriers of the illusion fall and the less and less the machinations and manipulations of mankind’s narcissistic self delusions matter. Until you experience them as just shimmering nightmarish static of the not real, the not present intention, the absence of all but pathological feeling; white noise in the background of God’s symphony of rejoicing Angels…

just LOVE…
Kip Baldwin
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“From inaccessible mountain range by way of desert untrod by human foot to the ends of the unknown seas, the breath of the everlasting creative spirit is felt, rejoicing over every speck of dust that hearkens to it and lives” ~ Johann Wolfgang von Goethe