I am so calm.
I am sad.
For the humanity.
I want you to come through this door.
In the bar.
Little midget.
My love.
I wish we could share the existence now.
“If you believed it's good, how much suffering would be left?”
“Is seed of love all it takes?”
You got to know me.
And as the flower
was about to bloom.
You ran.
Punish!
Who determines the rules?
Punish!
Will he then learn the rules?
Or was it freedom,
that you wished
to take away from him?
Are you a healer?
Do you see enough evil
in yourself?
Do you want to be a healer?
Or wearing that crown,
The Crown of Wisdom,
is what you want to wear?
Lots of power is in you.
What are you going to do with it?
“Listen to your gut. Have a conversation with it.”
“Is everything a belief? Can you change perspective? How? And why would you do that? Some things feel like facts. At some moments... Then different facts emerge.”
“Jesus was an extension of Mary.”
You can spread joy.
But first,
the demons have to be conjured.
The angels are not better than the demons.