Universal Imprints

The patterns of your mind don’t follow in an earthly form; these pointless laws and geometric lines melt into waves when they meet the rhythmic flow of your spirit.

So why do you insist on time like it owns you?

Set your clock for the stars, they know the ways that you breathe better than any wrinkle on your face.

Let the waves of energy melt into your open pores — let the exhilaration seep in.

Seconds cannot consume you when you live in eternity.

I know the way this world can cloak your spirit and condemn it to darkness.

But I also know that when we speak with our shadow we find that evil does not exist.

Those stains in your soul go deeper.

I know it’s hard, but take another look — let them introduce you to their splinters and their bruises. They will love you for it.

You treat them as stains that cling to you like melting plastic, but travel within the pain and you’ll find wormholes. Open up your heart and let your blackened skin soak up the glory of trauma. Witness that which makes you recoil in fear and show yourself how you love that in you. There is power in your weaknesses. That is where your strength lies.

And as you explore the eternal expanses of the universe — the face of the soul — don’t hold on too tight to reality. Return home with a travellers glow turned galactic.
Let your roots tighten their earthen grip while you sway to the universal rhythm; your arms are the wind’s howl; your soul swallows this physical realm whilst this physical realm gives your soul its vision — a cosmic paradox.
Transcend the Earth and travel the universe within.

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