The white piece of paper…

They say that time is supposed to heal, sometime the time is very long, once you have kind of healed, you stay with a big hole in your heart, a hole that needs to be filled with love, a body that needs hugs, a soul that travels with an invisible wire to another soul that comes at night to give you the love you needed. It fills your heart for some time.

Souvenirs keep coming back, some good some bad. You smoke your life away, passion is needed, nothing else can make your spirit lift, except for God’s Love. Your angels work for you and try to make things better for your life. Real authentic love should not hurt, it should overwhelm your body your soul. If you miss the person, you can send a rainbow or a fire in their heart.

Do you know that when a woman misses a man she will wear a t-shirt that carries the energy & the smell of that person or it’s to be covered by what you miss. Even if you hug and kiss in a dream, it’s not the reality of the physical world. If you make love in a dream and you can feel it physically, you have a very close connection to that person. From soul to soul without the Ego & pride is what you aim for in life, now you got to be able to live that in the physical world, otherwise you are kept hostage of that soul.

Of course, if you agree and accept this situation you must either cultivate patience or write it down on a white piece of paper and start a story that is a mystery….If you kiss a thousand times in a dream, it means that your life is not fulfilled as it should be. Bad souls around us are not in love with love…they are either jealous or really mean people. They spread lies, they spread what is called  »the antichrist »…They nurture their soul giving bad feelings to angel souls, are they jealous of the love and passion that we transcend from God’s divinity.

God is pure love and also passion. Sometimes you imagine things that you would like to happen, Fantasmic imagination that keeps you going, because you would fall apart and want to die to those feelings, it’s a torture to feel this way what seems forever…We should never separate what GOD as united.

joly, artist poet, writer, blogger. all rights reserved 2020

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