Can't Sleep, Must...Blog...

Inefficiency, chaos, distance and happiness, contentment too. Lists of who to be, consistency in the God that is...and always will be. Truth in the light and joy of small things, but darkness unfolding the disconnection of family ties.

Kindred usage of what was thought to me deeper than just a minority. Sense was selfless as hair was cut to unimaginable lengths. Shorter than ever but the beginning of stronger than ever, on the inside too. Tough as steel but tougher still because tears were not allowed. A heart softened and abused but only due to the exterior allowing the weaker link to get weak. Now vulnerable but seemingly shielded, the process renewed and faith restored.

Now the +1 of a status, minority report re-upped and allowed now to manifest destiny to be destined to be great. As life settles into Divine routine, so does the soul, the mind and the heart follows suit.

Claiming a reality not totally magnificent, clouds remain. Not yet a time for clearing as it was a time for incubation. The regrowth of cells reborn and new to eyes already present. Listening for further instruction. Ready, willing, totally capable of rebranding, but it may have been too soon. But maybe it is now seen as too late.

Clearer skies ahead, the veil admired, not for that which it hides, but for that which is concealed. Concealment is choice and hiding an involuntary mechanism for protection.

Presence in all identities fades not the prior and following attendance to the rest, but in lieu, assists others in finding the shine that is their own now and then, today and yesterday, years to come and years that have gone, all seeping authenticity at every stage for we are allowed to and need to incubate and change, lather rinse and repeat as often as we deem necessary.

Paz.

Always,

@AmBBitious

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