One day you don’t wake up anymore.
You will see your inert body laid on your bed, too empty, too cold. You will then have regrets because you have run out of time. You will be surprised when your regrets are more because of things that you didn’t do, than because of things you did. You will regret having remained silent, because you were a fool, a coward. You will regret having walked away, insecure. You will regret not having loved enough.
And this way you will realize that this is what lack of life is about: lost opportunities. You gave too much importance to things without value; you did not know how to appreciate the beautiful details that each new day offered you. You did not know how to give yourself completely until you got lost yourself. You lived half a life. You did not suffer too much, but you did not laugh too much either, and you definitely did not love enough. You did not love enough. You did not love enough. You did not love enough.
You did not have the courage to stay and let go of control, you did not want to lose, you avoided pain at all costs, and avoiding pain you dodged the purpose of your life. No, it was not about suffering; pain is a side effect, like the consequent cold of dancing in the rain.
Your human love will be tinted with gray shades, but that was your only mission: love. And there is now an echo that resonates in what little remains of you. No, you never would have loved enough; your whole life wouldn’t have been enough for it. You would have to be immortal to give everything you have to give.
And now that you are immobile and incapable outside of your own flesh, you understand the dilemma, and you realize that yes, that is what you are: immortal until you have delivered the last drop of your universal love. Then and only then, will you be able to get out of this cycle of endless madness in which you like to wallow by becoming the victim.
But then you wake up.
And you already know what you have to do.
You blink one, twice. And you decide that it was just a very strange dream. You get out of bed, you drink your coffee, and everything stays the same, in its place.
And these are your options: ignore all of the above, or actually start living, which is nothing more than starting to love, this time for real, being awake, conscious, accepting your grays, and feeling each beat of your heart like something new.
You understand the flowers in your pulse, the thorns in your soul, the dragons in your stomach. You are not an ordinary Being. You are a perfect and magical machine with a unique purpose: love as much as you can, the best you can, until your last breath. And even then. Even after.
When all of your atoms are part of new stars, when your spirit dares to explore different worlds and different universes, love, and only love, until you return to the source of love itself. And maybe you will finally understand what all of this was about.
You are The Source, and you always have been. You are Love, and you always have been. And this trip was for you to remember something that you forgot at the moment in which each particle was dispersed, thus creating the illusion of separation.
So many trillions of years, and what the Multiverse was looking for was a simple honest kiss, a re-encounter of all the cosmic dust scattered in this absurdly perfect but holographic order; a simple kiss between souls, returning to the first beat that detonated the great explosion, creating all that IS. The heartbeat of Love.
Making the decision to love with all that you have is such a brave, scary, and exhilarating thing to do, but it is the most rewarding feeling ever.
It takes a lot.
But it's never not worth it.
Love makes life worth living. Even if it hurts sometimes.
This was beautiful, bae <3
We're still learning <3
Beautiful as so much art you create. More should discover the beauty of your soul.
dklahfdklfh thank you for reading and doing promo for me <3 means a lot. And you ain't cool just because of this lolol.
I see what judith there.
Que hermoso escribes, nunca dudes de tu talento. Le pones todo tu corazón a todo cuanto haces. Sigue así. Eres grande y hermosa.
I'm gonna check this out later honey, gotta do some errands, Cheers!
Awesome imagery! Keep it up!