ONENESS

Glorious victory of our Love against the plastic world took place.
There are turbulent sources of energy clashing, clarity and ego withdrawal.
The acceptance of the blackest darkness and the brighter light within us: a sacred marriage proposal of our soul in its endeavor to demolish the physical separation, in its inherent bond of divinity.
Our spiritual volition’s dynamic is pulling us together. Reality cannot do otherwise than follow.
The enormously gigantic mountains of Himalaya stand as gods of powerful energy, demonstrating their highness directly to the core of our senses.
Their staticity distorts time, which seems to bend and cycle, retreat and expand.
From the imposing balcony, the wild forests rustle to us the royalty of Oneness.
Our palace has the colors of the East. Burgundy pillows and purple blankets for our bed, that was meant to be the indigo portal of our completion sighting.


“To love is to get lost.”

We disappear in each other. No “other” exists anymore. It feels like I am making love to myself. You melt away in me. The empty mindfulness witnesses our souls blend.
 My perception of you shifts and I can see through your eyes and experience the touch of your skin through your hands.
You walk in me and I embody you. I ambulate in you and you externalize me.
Our energy bodies are One.
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Your kiss makes my cognizance fluid, we interlace our bodies praising the kinesthesia, burning from sweat and fever, freezing by the current of our eidolon.
The residence to the now moment is felt and my lips survey your immigration on them.
The caress has no performer, nor a receiver. As I embrace you, I nestle myself. As I am loving you, I am loving myself.
Our physical bodies are One.
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We hear each other’s thoughts. The broadcast of our minds coalesces in a unique scientific experiment. A flame of a twin elementary complementarity is rising, that is subliminally influenced to breathe all realism as oxygen.
Our mental bodies are One.

We meet at the same flourished field , in the realm of dreams while we hold each other’s hand on our bed and together we return to our conscious state. All portals open up for our psychedelia, for our spirit to shine and be seen.
Our astral bodies are One.

Our soul is One. Duality is an illusion of life. While the moments of truth are unknown, therefore scary, they reveal the assembled knowledge of the perfection of the Spirit to our consciousness, which is…
Oneness.