The soul lives there in the silent breath.
If Light Is In Your Heart You Will Find Your Way Home.
Don't put blankets over the drum! Open completely. Let your spirit ear listen to the green dome's passionate murmur.
Your body is away from me, but there is a window open from my heart to yours.
How will you know the difficulties of being human, if you are always flying off to blue perfection? Where will you plant your grief seeds? Workers need ground to scrape and hoe, not the sky of unspecified desire.
The illuminated life can happen now, in the moments left. Die to your ego, and become a True Human Being.