Life means to End Grab your words out of their function. Inform of a gesture possible to be made but action, action is taken out of it's intention. The innocence of desire marks reality with something made out of words. Landmarks them with generosity and compassion, values that ignite the motivation of the forward Love. The one that is here, the one that is felt upon everything, the one that is real. Hold on to faith and silence because from it’s treatment our gestures cure the present. Actions will be upon all made by the felt intentions, not all come from good places. Some have left places to reach the light again, hunted, neglected, abandoned realms, where this dying self continues out of it’s survival. Yet, keeping dead alive only give them power over our new beginnings. And this what the this is All everything feelings, with sensations
now, now, makes us alive, desire to feel present, the Source of all motivation. joins us to heaven, assemble us, no judgment or reason, feelings with no future, that are just in the now. is
Accessing to our feelings is inhibited by our fears and conditions, taken by what is not anymore at our hand. We are devoured by those thirsty emotion still unhealed craving deep inside for the life they didn’t fully expressed at time. Used to forced control and polite posture, used to what was thought to be the best but was no and is no longer. Even tho, these paths we have walked time after time, we always end on the same ends by other means, but we just end. We are unknown to us, yet so familiar. But what isn’t ? All that is here is what we are meant to be part of.
Ends are means to Live too