ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴍʏꜱᴛɪꜰɪᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏꜰ ᴏɴᴇɴᴇꜱꜱ ᴄᴏɴꜱᴄɪᴏᴜꜱɴᴇꜱꜱ, ʀ ᴇ ꜱ ᴏ ʟ ᴠ ᴇ ᴅ.

we are all born. we all die.

being pushed through a portal from an infinite, unconfined, unlimited, ever expanding multiverse into a limited time space simulation, wearing a dense, gravity restrained, bodysuit restraint, is traumatic.

for us all.

all. of. us

s u f f e r

the likeness.

t h e r e. it. is.

the demystification of oneness consciousness, r e s o l v e d.

the mystery of separation,

s o l v e d.

we all experience the trauma of being born into this temporary earth realm, and we are all going to expire from it.

f o c u s on t h a t

element of

u n i f i c a t i o n.

quit: over/under glorifying yourself/others and seperating from, devaluing/hyper-valuing and minimizing/maximizing yourself/others, in any order applicable.

quit: allowing, permitting, endorsing, offering up your limited time resources to the virtual playground loops of illusive truths and self indulged pleasures which only: siphons life force, maximizes suffering, increases insecurities, delusions, contracts self worth and further separates us from our souls and one another,

>>>in order to exponentially expand shareholder wealth.<<<

start: exploring, expanding, connecting, supporting, celebrating, honoring and emitting: who we really are, what we are doing here on this earth body, in these meat suits, and remember,

>>>why we need eachother now,

more than ever.<<<

xox