by atma anna christ
It was a fine day started ad nauseum making the passage to another dimension of chores
Then the door opened and the light came through
Kir royal conversation about exodus
Egypt Moses the end of slavery
What slavery ?
Being subject to the law of the senses
Walking alone
the clear view of what is not existing
walking the extra mile to reach out as if the darkness is not enough
fake dreams
no one will ever love me like i do
no one can ever harm me like I do
solid nightmares emptiness disengage
Goodbye for real now…
Thank Gaia 