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Sol

In my humble opinion a soul is your personal Sun. Just like that sun in the sky, you my friends  are shining brightly daily. That sun gives life to everything on this planet. Without it nothing that emanates from below to above could exist. That sun feeds each and everyone of us thru it’s rays which encourages us, nourishes us mentally physically and spiritually. It also receives. It receives from us our aspirations our thoughts our desires dreams wants needs it receives all. It’s this same sun that burns away all that needs to go, that does not serve any longer it’s need for it’s time.

Your internal sun is the same as this sun. Where is your sun shining? What are you feeding with the rays of your sun? What other Suns are feeding you? Your light is a commodity here .. and there .. because of this mere fact.

I’ve seen gardens and culdesacs of these Suns. All perfect all individually powerful yet in graceful & unison to one another. It was real. Just as real as me sitting here typing these words that flow from the heart of my own Sun outward and inward to all of you and your Suns. Each of these Suns distinct and powerful as they are,  were fixed as they rested within their beautiful blue background. And CONSCIOUS. Not conscious in the way of you and me moving talking interacting etc. Conscious as pillars… as maternal pillars. Stable. Conscious yet non expressive. I was conscious that they were conscious. Thats the best I can describe it. It was perfect. To be in their presence was humbling. I gnow I am loved. Why? Because it was thru the realization that I AM LOVE that lead me there to them. This is the key that allowed the veil to be lifted and for me to be granted the access within their space to see them. I traveled deep to get there. Wandering around in the darkness propelling deeper into me not gnowing what was out there I went deeper and deeper and deeper only to come to a place that searched me. Well, I got to a place that made me stop sit rest then begin to search myself. I asked myself in the darkness, in the silence “who am I”? And the answers came . They unfolded as the layers of an onion unfold. I remembered. One at a time I spoke my I Am as water flowing down a stream, with each I Am I spoke, another layer of the onion peeled back until the core of me was exposed. And there I was. All love. All innocence. All pure. I remembered. I went beyond the experiences. I went beyond the pain. I let the fear fall. And I saw the Love of it all. And I sat there. Relaxed. Sufficed. At Ease. Happy. Truly Happy. Then right before my eyes a veil, or what looks like a sheer sheath blew from the right to the left out of nowhere it manifested within the deep darkness it blew and I saw the most beautiful the most organized quiet and discreet Powerful family of Suns. This space looked like a small city of lights within the most beautiful deep blue background. What one would see if flying at night ready to land, yet perfectly organized cozy warm loving and discreetly powerful. A background that was  in total contradiction to the pure blackness I traveled so deeply into to get there.

I ask you today, what is the price for a soul? Seriously, what’s the market value nowadays for such a precious commodity? How do you pay a person to barter such a thing? What in this world could equate to the worth of such precious things. How to steal such a thing? What is the punishment for the theft of such a valuable commodity? I’m sure it’s brutal. Im willing to bet money, that the price one pays for the theft of such a thing out weighs its acquisition.

As we go thru scripture and we see the wrath that God unleashes upon those that have committed lesser sins, what is the wrath one experiences for stealing anothers Sun. Their Soul? What happens when one allows for their Sun to burnout? Are they held in the balance by way of the activities of those that received their suns emanations, judging them by those actions of others that their suns fed into to see if they are qualified to begin again in the resurrection of yet another sun from ground zero? It’s interesting. See the thing is with all these types of questions and all of these fascinating theories is that one must make sure that the information they have received, and that all that they are banking on and against- the information regarding them, whether positive or negative, good or evil , is correct.

I am your sistar regardless of race class or gender, searching in the darkness like all of you willing to face the facts, the hard things regardless to the outcome because I gnow that it will make me better because of it. God humbles even the wisest amongst us with his wisdom. It’s an interesting time y’all. I love you and I mean it.

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