The constant reminder in every aspect of space and time is that I am oneself, is that joy I cannot loose, it is possible to forget but even that idea is part and parcel of self-awareness in all the dream-sequences.
Awakening is a constant Neti, Neti an action of pure happiness, no longer caught in that web of analyzing those concepts I seem to live in...more like dreaming a strange and weird dream
Blessed is the Son of God whose radiance is of his Father, and whose glory he wills to share as his Father shares it with him.
There is no condemnation in the Son, for there is no condemnation in the Father.
Sharing the perfect Love of the Father the Son must share what belongs to Him, for otherwise he will not know the Father or the Son. Peace be unto you who rest in God, and in whom the whole Sonship rests.
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