In the sound of one
resides
the vibration of healing
sojourns
the energy of all
dwells
the frequency of love
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In the sound of one
Entanglement
Unbinding the entanglement of illusion
the stories we tell unto ourselves
the fear we listen to
the mirage we are shown as mist in our existence
delusion of so-called reality
the wanderings of the mind of what is and what is not
all the while
expanding matter into meaning
deriving meaning out of matter
wiping it all off the table
when love walks in
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Power innate
I bow to these times
the undefinable realms of now
the space where the light gathers
in sacred circles
in all directions
finding the voice
on the trembling of vibrations
raising the frequencies
reminding you
of the magic you are
and the power innate
to heal all
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To cross the line
To cross the line
of all the circles
in this presence
crashing the words into sounds
creeping out of the veins
entering existence
surrendering to
this being
that feels like home
that feels like none
that feels like all the stars have assembled into one
that feels
to cross the line
of all the circles
and just become
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