I have come to the stern understanding that I am more gifted than this society has allowed me to believe and because of this, I must push myself in directions I fear. I must advance myself with courage for the systematic confines of this world are strict, and if I am not quick and gallant, I will arrive at ideas foreign to my authentic truth that will cause me to self destruct. For there has always been poison in the food, they have fed us.
Beyond the influence of this world, is my own shadow following me, urging me in opposite directions. The darkest part of me has been deemed my enemy, it appears in my way, always, and has plans to turn me against myself so that no one has to kill me because I've been taught how to do so on my own. And so I write this letter, a statement of my love for you, that you might be whole and free.
To the prolific heart in me...
The parts of me that give and gives, your worth isn't determined by the return of love after it has been given but by the measure of intent it was presented with. You love boldly because that is who you choose to be in this world, and that decision, although many times not easy, is who you are not based on anything other than you.This is why your heart is prolific, this is how the heart can be self-made.Read More