Coming to Fruition

The mesmerizing view of a sky that resembles the bleeding of an open wound, starts flooding into the skyline, as it just as quickly infects our dying atmosphere. Birthing new life into an unfathomable spectrum of multi-colored lights, which effortlessly blend together, creating eye-dazzling hues that had never before been witnessed by mortal eyes. Visually being a breathtaking sight that embodies a heart like that of an artist’s paintbrush; possessing an energy that freely dances across the never-ending horizon. Drawing many different shapes and figures, as it swiftly glides by, graciously tantalizing us with a want to see more of its lucrative dance, which leaves those watching baffled in a state of amazed awe.

Collectively, every living creature comes to the same realization of an underlying truth; one of which projects all levels of consciousness out beyond our previously limited comprehension, all while illuminating the vastness of worlds unknown. This truth has been hidden within ourselves since before conception, but it's only obtainable after the awareness of this spiritual awakening. Causing pure and absolute clarity to be injected into our newly reformed minds. A clarity that seeps deep into a soul, conducts an entire populous to gaze upward towards the erupting sky above. Letting the experience envelope them in feelings that could only be described as nothing less than a magnificent pallet of virtuously overwhelming oneness, or as an enchanting ballad, which depicts a love that could only be expressed by the soft loving hands of a forgiving Goddess.

Together, all life being of a connected mentality, all who are consciously living begin stretching their aching arms out, slowly dragging filthy beaten hands that for so long held on tightly to paralyzing fears. Fears, which must be left behind for the chance to progress beyond the comforts of the familiar. Now, possessing hands opened wide, with fingers that spread out as far as they can manage, we all instantaneously perform the birth of the first universally understood sign of a shared longing for a newly found sense of self and the need for truth that can only be gained from a collected knowledge of individual truths. For after one has discovered the secrets of an absolute truth, it can never be taken away, frayed, or become faltered in meaning. So, being bestowed with this newly reformed way of believing, and an enhanced sense of knowing; we become beacons of light for those whose faith is fleeting; we become symbols of hope for those whose internal flames once burned bright, now fades to a dimly flickering glow that goes unnoticed, we become the empowering force used to revive the harmony of those who, not that long ago, were masters of their domain, but now wander around aimlessly, without direction or a sense of purpose.

Though, having obtained this heightened perspective of spiritual consciousness, and becoming the product of re-envisioned beliefs of personal spiritual awareness, the memories of our former lives still echo throughout the darker recesses of the mind. Permanently staining our memories like red wine on a white dress, imprisoning demons from yesterday’s past inside our consciousness till the end of all time. Those demons being the sole reminder of an old nightmarish way of living; being the single remaining remnant of an egotistically ruled way of thinking, which is only taught with an unjustified wrath, in which it's directed towards a world forgotten; the teaching of a hatred that can only be learned from a child’s need for emulating, unknowingly accepting this behavior for being righteous in nature, and being under the impression that their values and ideas are wholesome, when really they’ve been unfairly misinformed by those who they had no choice but to trust. Demons that are unwillingly yet quite wisely kept for the hauntingly painful remembrance of a lust that was originally fabricated to enslave other souls to a materialistic world, in turn instilling a gluttonous need to gain more. An unquenchable greed that stems from an envy inherited, being blindly passed down to the next generation from our parent’s parents, as well as their planted misguided sense of pride in ourselves, and the non-stop growth in a falsely formed sense of security that’s found within the title of ownership over possessions. All of which enabled an acceptance for sloth like behaviors that took precedence over the idea of one’s integrity.