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We signed on to do this little blue school, floating in it’s bubble of air.
We gather in love for the sheer impact of duality and the ecstasy of creative reality.
The two simple rules;
Number one;
We can’t create anything without the creating the possibility of the other.
We dance this dance of duality each of us thumbing the scale as we think best, weighing the weight of the actions of others instead of the essence of their soul.
Actions required for the sake of learning for without the darkness there is no light.
Enlighten souls, all the same, choosing to act their part.
Those who mock, those who encourage, those acting as if they haven’t a clue.
The murderous inmate, the grieving survivors, the members of the courts.
The agonizing parents wondering what more could have done to have helped their suicidal child.
The heights of joy, the depths of sorrow and everything in between.
When the plates of the scales are cleared and we shed the costumes we chose, we will see that no matter what anyone has done, everyone weighs exactly the same.
We will see only our fullness of Source, our true essence unclothed.
We are all one, we are all just individualized expressions of the only thing that truly exists.
We cannot be divided against ourselves.
We are eternally evolving, experience by experience, attempting to master the craft of unconditional love.
Oh yea, rule number two;
We have to forget what we chose for each other and that this little blue school is all an elaborate tool.
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