I am a global consciousness.
I am a global frequency.
I am a cosmic consciousness.
I am a cosmic frequency.
And then… really… all I do is drop these frequencies into the Earth.
The Earth receives them.
The people, who choose to, receive them.
And, of course, I receive them.
And now what? What does this MEAN???
I think and process information in concepts. I have always done this.
AND it’s ok.
Sometimes it takes
MONUMENTAL
effort
to translate these concepts, verbally.
Monufuckingmental.
I am awkward AF.
And that’s ok.
It’s just how I am
and…
I now embrace this. Fully.
If people don’t get me – I don’t really care. I’m done trying to express myself in ways that don’t work for me.
It’s like there’s a disconnection between my conceptual ideas and the pathways to verbalise them.
I can put them into words. Easily. Written words, that is. But for me to speak when that pathway seems to have to be recreated every single time – everything comes out wrong.
Get me to write it or music it, and I’m all over it faster than you can take it in.
And now… now… now… what does this mean?
I will only be all of me.
I refuse to push myself to be anything else.
I will say (write/music/image) all the crazy arse shit that comes to mind.
It might be too much for some, but it is only one aspect of the whole (by that I mean, I am only one aspect of the universe/god/dess).
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Also:Yes, I am riding high on these waves of cosmic transcendence that has my qi running full ball.
