Passion
...is beyond purpose.
I hear the voice, echoing here, there and everywhere so as not to be found, yet awake and alive, arising from my soul and bearing wisdom from a source much deeper than my critical mind can fathom. It says many things, but ever reminds me not to cling too tightly to my precious life. Today the voice chides with a quick yes, as I close my eyes and wonder aloud whether my passions will inevitably invite death. I shudder. The voice adds: In death you disappear, but your passions move along.
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- Jonah · December 30‹ Sacred SpaceEyes of God ›