[1: 1,988 of 10,000] Birth, Death, Rebirth

I live my life with no desire. I live as it goes.

I discovered things that I like and don’t.

I start choosing, limiting yet expanding at the same time.

I found out what I like needs time, takes a process, entails waiting and caring.

The hardest of all, dreaming, conjuring, and pouring my heart into it only to let go of control.

The Universe sees all the concoctions made from each person in the world. In its might, it stirs the air and the wind, moves the earth and the waves, and whispers to the spirits and awakens the souls.

The moment I rest in peace, everything made clear.

I asked to do it all over again. To be part of the creators. With both pain and joy. I told myself remember to not suffer but be aligned and be at peace.

But as the Universe has its own collective, unique, and masterful plan.

I was born again. I forgot.

With enough intensity, I start to remember. And here I go again.

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