What is it when life becomes revealed delusion?
What is it when that which is, is found to be not as it should be?
What is it when dreams, hopes, fantasies and plans become an ethereal vapor, dissipated in the winds of revelation?
What is my life?
Who am I?
What is real?
No really; what is real?
Who can be trusted? What can be trusted?
Who will be there for me? Seriously.
What is this dark shroud that blankets my light, separating me from Awareness, numbing my world like a vat of Novocaine?
I only know that God is.
This is the air I breathe. It is all I have.
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No end bro just a beginning...the end is in our minds when the darkness takes over temporarily from the light and the light must always win. Jesus is the light who gives us peace and keeps us from the perils of the darkness.
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