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Everybody's busy killing Jesus 

From their conciousness

Subconciously divided from wellness happiness and peace 

Some people like thiier demons 

Some even love them

Strange because they don't even know they're there

Some how you gave consent because you didnt say. Anything 

Apathy and distraction

passive acceptance

perfect tools of deception 

the deceiver 

Sweet to salty 

Sex is the new religion

Yet everybody wants to find true love

Nobody wants to work at it

Apparently sex will help you find it and yourself

Where i dont know?

But i lost my higher self to it

Found my self lost in the abyss of delusion 

I couldnt pluck the scales off my eyes myself 

I was too deeply coated in pride 

And i still havent completely  fallen humble 

Its a big ask.

A works in progress.

Its not lonely anymore

I have so many amazing blessings to be grateful for

Sun rise, sunset and the stars are just a few created for me to feast my eyes upon hope rising shame setting 

Every day i wake a little brighter. Lighter. 

Im one of the lucky ones 

Ive seen a way out and im taking it.

Im taking back what is rightfully mine 

By giving it all away 

For beauty 

For passion 

For grace 

For His golry 

Igniting a halo of my own 

On fire for life and every love underthe Son

Becoming whole again 

By the one 

I found real love and truth 

And the higher power of true love 

For what it really is

So beautiful you could never dream it or imagine or describe it! 

Complete freedom! 

I didnt even bother to kiss them goodbye.