“Truly I tell you, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven.” Some weird middle eastern homeless refugee said that. You descend to this world as a child. Children are closer to the source, God, the light. This world uses karma to grab onto these children and greedily tries to keep them here. But you must let that karma have your body. And then you will be like a child, and you will go back to the source. You must embrace death, and give it your love. I have been blessed with pain and exclusion from society. God chose me to go on my shamanic journey, and to do so, I had to be kicked out. I was born with a statistically different gender expression, and this helped me to see what is real. Then I was given visions and possessions and strange abilities. I have been spoon fed back into the kingdom.
Now I am like a weird American sometimes homeless gender refugee. And I am deeply blessed. My heart vibrates with deep peace. The water of the spirit has baptized me. I have returned to the garden. I will give this body to the world someday. But for now, I shine the lamp in my forehead, and I continue walking, through the pain, fear, and “misfortune.” I will not die, because I was never born. I just became infatuated with illusion, and this world manifested. Now I am infatuated with God, and its world is manifesting again. But it is all really just God, or me, or both, or whatever? Who cares. I know where I’m going, which is nowhere. Ha! 🙂
Om Mani Padme Hum
The world is only really love