There is a certain, strange ecstasy that arises from losing one's grip on reality. As we begin to release our inherently bias perceptions of what we believe to be reality, we discover an unknown realm of existence led by what might possibly be an amalgamation of love and truth in their marital perfection. The only filter between our eternal collectiveness and what we perceive as "the outside world" -- which in and of itself is simply different frequencies of the same divine vibration – is the projection of the biological organism when over-stimulated. We have never been more vibrationally bombarded by alternate energies of different frequencies. Consequentially, we have come to crave this feeling of chaotic madness in order to subconsciously forget our own true nature: stillness. Perhaps the human experience that one details to be a cosmic dance between the stillness of the soul and the chaos of the biological Being, o what a beautiful dance. Perhaps the human experience is a 'shedding of realities' to encounter an utterly strange illusion: separateness. This collective awakening is one of necessary shedding, in which realities are challenged until shattered for only then the mirror is broken revealing true reflection. When we elevate our vibrational frequency, our reality is shifted to align with our direct presence and intention. However, this trance that seems to follow these often-depressive states of shedding realities perhaps is an ever-present smile from the Beyond. This surrendering of judgment and control is completely necessary and blissful, for one cannot begin to describe the beauty of releasing that which is not in alignment with their essence. Beneath every reality released there lie an opportunity to peak into the dimensions of existence, a possibility to peer into depths of consciousness itself. Let us shed each other's realities so we can finally find where we really belong, the place we all so desperately crave to encounter. A place where we understand one another, where we feed into one another's desire to create, where we embody the essence of our true nature through each and every intention, and where we continuously and synergistically coexist to simply be. Ah, yes and perhaps there is a sacred possibility that we are destined to create this realm of frequency through understanding our own true ability. May we follow these strange ecstasies with the intention to further understand the silliness of the realities we have so desired to create. Every intention is a doorway into a new dimension; therefore, let us find novelty in the creation of possibilities for this is the only moment we have. We are so much greater than what we perceive ourselves to be, it is time to beyond what we believe to be biological boundary. Perhaps every moment is waiting to be created by the onset of a new intention, but we have so greatly deceived ourselves by forgetting the power of momentum. Realities need our awareness in order to be manifested into the present moment and the greater the awareness towards a specific reality the more we begin to perceive the new reality with the biological senses. Our biological identity is not here to reveal our limits but rather conversely to help us become more aware of our infiniteness. As we indulge in the glory of the present moment, we become so deeply aware of the way in which our ego projects itself into your field of awareness in order to catch of glimpse of your divinity. All it takes is one experience to unlock a greater frequency of existence. Christians call it the entering of the "Holy Spirit", the truth is there is no linguistic thought even capable of entering the same realm of existence to describe the ecstasy in discovering one's own true nature. We come to find that once one has experienced vibrational elevation there is a discovering of the rose and the thorn. The desire to improve might very well be the byproduct of our inability to bear the conscious suffering of a lower vibration. O the inability to wear a reality we already shed for eternity!

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