i am rising

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a firewalk of the soul, fear catching – burning – gone

stripping naked in the Eye of the Divine

it’s pure bliss to be seen, to disappear into the nothingness

the loving gaze of Creation

walking the tightrope between self-annihilation

and Godhood

when I fall, I fall into it All

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