(Dreams of flying)
Somethings are interests, others obsessions, some are fetishes, others are synchronicity, even more are daydreams, and then, a few of them set your soul on fire.
It's a battle between believing that you can be [extra]+[ordinary], and knowing that you're just another. Both Ant & Brahma.
It reminds me of a speech I read somewhere. It was given by a South American President, and in a rough and much breedlove-ized paraphrase he said, "We are more afraid of the light we hold, than the darkness. We are afraid to be wonderful and daring, brave and courageous. We are afraid of the powers we hold within us." True?
How much are you willing to let go? Are you willing to bet your whole view of reality? ----> The Truth: I'm scared.
We hold the universe inside us. We are apart from nothing. Let go now. L.E.A.P.
Everything is perfect.
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