Joy Our Love

Giving keeps going, an outward opening. And the optimal keep living, in open harmony. Procurement and remedial are self-love and instant. There is no erroneous for cacao-honed-cuspids.  When you're the one teaching, you fear neither the leeching, sucking, or reaching. For theirs is the highest height to grow and the painless flight to know. Taking what needs it. And the blood I keep is the genius. Free will, you see? For He is me. If the Big Bang here is soonest, My room is the coolest. My particles are mysterious and havoc is delirious.

This post is more of a self evident knowledge I've recently required, wherein my bliss-state and peace comes from within myself- and of all humanity. As Teilhard postulates, 'When the world was born, I came into being. Before the centuries were made, I issued from the hand of God- half-formed, yet destined to grow in beauty from age to age, the handmaid of his work. Everything in the universe is made by union and generation- by the coming together of elements that seek out another, melt and mold together two by two, and are born agin in a third. God instilled me into the initial multi-force of condensation and concentration. In me is seen that side of beings by which they are joined as one, in me the fragrance that makes them hasten together and leads them freely and passionately, along their road of unity. Through me, all things have their movement and are made to work as one.' - "The Unbearable Wholeness of Being." Ilia Delio. 2013 ~Samyama~ This alone is