Subjective Crown

 

Becoming conscious of being it, 

letting go of the objective and adjusting to the subjective feeling, 

for this illusion being living dreaming thinking,

of in this vessel, I am, 

 Believing these words bringing producing heir, 

knowing to be bold dominate perfect clear. 

Becoming conscious of being it,

I soften the grip on the objective

settling into the truth of feeling

my inner side where knowing lives.

This illusion breathing,
dreaming, thinking, living, in this vessel
I am.

Belief moves through these words,

bringing, producing heir
a lineage of clarity and strength.

upon imaginary mind, I stand bold,
dominant in calm,
perfectly clear cleansing chaos everywhere
for in align chosen its own light,
a presence choosing itself,
now subjectively, mirroring these words I crown ideally,

upon thee, me being lovingly true enjoying you, 

Art baby blue.












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