Resistance
The obvious and painful truth of societal teachings of what love is has been completely and horrifically distorted by Satans whispers to keep men so blinded by true connection.
A wounded heart can never heal with whispers of this painted love upon ones heartfelt seeking.
Cracks begin to open for Gods light to flow in and one quickly shuts the flow of love from the source. For the ego would have one so disconnected and lost in a world of illusion than to feel the truth and love beating in ones soul for the making
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