In the whirl-wind confusion of the mind try to find a resting place, entwined with the restlessly moving branches of your soul consumed by fire burning hot as coal stoked by emotions. Fly higher to free the essence of your existence Shed the layer of skin covering. Expose the deep wells unexplored heavens and hells of your Self then slide passively glide into soft comforting oblivion. Fly higher above clouds and sky to touch the cold of the universe to touch the heat of a star. Explore Freely your life liberated.
Reason for writing:
Human missery.Birth sign: Not entered
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