The So, Good morning. God morning to you.

As a wave of light moving toward you, engulfing you. Close that body's eyes.

There's only light here. there's only light left.

But it's so bright, you can't see it, you're blinded by it,

you can feel it.

It feels like joy. It feels like freedom. It feels like the real

you. The one you felt you were before is no more.

You've been born again as life, as love.

Rumi says, Christ.

This light, this love is the population of the world and every object as well.

There's no room for hypocrisy.

Why use bitter soup or healing when sweet water is everywhere,

taste it, taste and see open that body's eyes

and see all the forms you've taken,

all the shapes you appear to be the colors, a space, a depth, a time, those thoughts,

but you're still just light. Only love. You remain as that while you appear as this.

And you don't let any of this move you or make you anxious you don't let it

scare you you affirm I am not moved by what I see I am not moved by what I feel. I am not moved by what I hear.

That's from Victor Thompson's song. he makes all things beautiful.

He says, he's heard it all.

He's gone before me.

I am not moved, can never be moved, I am anxious for nothing.

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