mergers and acquisitions

a past life is a "merger"

of consciousness form intention beauty

parallel beams of green light that echo a suggestion . . . cells brought together in a harmonic dance not driving but rather reflecting an external consciousness directing each movement

we think of the body as a finite structure when actually it is a compendium of cellular possibilities that congeal in a formal pact

as carnal expressions of conscious thoughts far far away

we see this body as source yet it is only held together through aligning with higher consciousness, what we lamely call God

seeing God in our own image not recognizing that the image is simply a thought not a mirror

and our formal limitations, like possibilities, echoes of thoughts

not finite

but infinite

past lives are expressions of form

we merge all together yet each framed work of art is singular although at one still with all others shining silver and jello within + through the shifting winds breathing 24/7 the sweet breath of our cosmic galley

thought makes us

we don't think so much as echo prior thinking

a single past life is not a straight line collective leading on to the next and the next and the next

it is intention and intention is not necessarily a line, nor straight nor even a singular expression

a riddle

but simple

when one stops thinking of here . . . to there

when here and there are no different then truth is present

all stops are starts

and things are no thing

only expressions of light

carved into shadow(s)

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