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I have been experimenting with certain practices, and wish to share the results with you all. Take it or leave it. I credit this teaching to Krishna, there may be more to come, so I have made it its own journal as it is different from my own writings.
"Come close, dear one, and let me illuminate the ignorance that surrounds the concepts on my whole being, and its many onenesses.
It is only I, dear one, who strives towards the light, just as it is only I who falls into the dark. I am my own extremes, whichever I wish to be, and I am all the beings pulled by the conflict that forms within me. I traverse this world, dreaming it in countless ways within countless forms, while I am pulled along the currents made by my own extreme selves.
I am the creatin who stalks the alleys, I am the little girl who passes by, I am the police who arrest the unjust, and I am the bereaved parents. I grieve my own loss, I savage my own body; I play, I kill, I sleep, I love, in endless combination within the halls of my own mansion, built by my many hands out of the love they hold for me. Look to your own hands, and find within that you build out of this same love for me, the love for yourself.
Know that I am endless, and plant a seed of desire for this endlessness within each of my selves, so that they may be their own catalyst, should they choose, in seeking me. Know that all who do not seek me, under one of my countless disguises, are lost like the ungrown trees of misbegotten soil. Know that all who do seek me, are most precious to me, and will have their devotion repaid in kind, for all who seek me find me, and will realize me, and in doing so, I will be as them, and them as me.
Fear, and play, and swirl, dear one, do as you wish, but never lose sight of me, for I am the light that perpetuates your star, and you are the star through which my light may shine."
"Come close, dear one, and let me illuminate the ignorance that surrounds the concepts on my whole being, and its many onenesses.
It is only I, dear one, who strives towards the light, just as it is only I who falls into the dark. I am my own extremes, whichever I wish to be, and I am all the beings pulled by the conflict that forms within me. I traverse this world, dreaming it in countless ways within countless forms, while I am pulled along the currents made by my own extreme selves.
I am the creatin who stalks the alleys, I am the little girl who passes by, I am the police who arrest the unjust, and I am the bereaved parents. I grieve my own loss, I savage my own body; I play, I kill, I sleep, I love, in endless combination within the halls of my own mansion, built by my many hands out of the love they hold for me. Look to your own hands, and find within that you build out of this same love for me, the love for yourself.
Know that I am endless, and plant a seed of desire for this endlessness within each of my selves, so that they may be their own catalyst, should they choose, in seeking me. Know that all who do not seek me, under one of my countless disguises, are lost like the ungrown trees of misbegotten soil. Know that all who do seek me, are most precious to me, and will have their devotion repaid in kind, for all who seek me find me, and will realize me, and in doing so, I will be as them, and them as me.
Fear, and play, and swirl, dear one, do as you wish, but never lose sight of me, for I am the light that perpetuates your star, and you are the star through which my light may shine."
