You think the illusionary beasts you unleash to tame me should scare me, but I have tasted true freedom and my wild burns so hot it is blindingly untouchable. I have, after all, recently returned from the underworld who took me in its darkness, loved me tender, and spat me out as a ferocious warrior into this world of material uncertainty and mass-hypnosis.
I am primordial sound Emanating. I am the grunt I am the squeal I am the moan Of endless pleasure. I am the mother. The gasp between orgasms. The soundlessness Of emptiness, Of depth Of infinite space.
The last year or so has felt incredibly hard for me because of the speed, density and immensity of the destruction I see unfolding in the societal, cultural and physical realms ... which, of course, stem from the great disconnect from the divine (our own selves / the consciousness that we all are). I say "of… Continue reading Getting Terrifyingly Real with OurSelves: Be who you are NOW
It's in your name: Declan "A Man of Prayer".
Today, I live from a space of returning to mySelf, to my consciousness, to mindfulness…to light. In this way, I embody WHAT I AM –a divine being of light.