You were right. I finally found you. Though I would see your face in visions from time to time, this agreement is hard on me still. I don’t know why we do it this way. Why we choose to suffer over the freedom of the astral plain, over an expanded consciousness and boundless awareness. Why can’t I forget you? I’m doomed to long for you with every birth. To chase you until I catch you. And when I do… bliss.
We are nobody (no-body)
In this dream I was a songwriter and an artist. I fell madly in love with you. Do you remember how hard it was? What we went through to find one another? I am always so reluctant to do this over and over again. There is always that fear that I won't find you. Though I always trust the process, still there are powerful illusions in this world. But none could keep me from you. At times I feel like I dug through stone with my bare hands to find you. Other times I laugh at how perfect it all is, and at the worry that I may never lay eyes on you again. How foolish. You can’t separate water from rain.