You are too
To see the Divine in your earthly brothers and sisters is to live in heaven.
Seven Gateways, tune your brainwaves, channel the fire of the higherst Mother.
I remember you, every fragrance every hue, pink to blue,
I am the violet flame too.
Every mirror, every galaxy, every eyeball, we are the same.
When a cell sees a cell does he it see itself or the body?
If a hell is a place where the evil dwell then who embodies healing?
What is feeling but a wave?
But a function?
In conjuction with yourself
True wealth,
an abundance of love.
If I am God and you are too then as below is so above.
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