SHOUT AT THE MOON

..Each of us has its own bit of heaven that flows along inside the Akashic record that records itself and all else as a Testament to what all life truly is in the end...atoms of the universal inside the Akashic record that records itself and all else as a Testament to what all life truly is in the end...atoms of the universal mist.

Until your heart is empty by Travis of Bickley Cry until your heart is empty. Scream until your soul is shattered into the atoms of the cosmos.Take your tears and flood the oceans of this world until God, and Christ, and the Holy Spirit pay atten- tion to your pleading.Let your anger build until you flesh disintegrates into the dark matter that might catch the attention of the trinity... stum- bling and mumbling about your essence bleeding. Bleeding into the realm of invisibility as it marries again the origin of its birth...the one so young and pure, without pain or doubt of it's abilities. Filled with the power of our solar systems sun, it runs, skipping, jumping, and dancing to the music of the celestial song...The one the trinity seems to have forgotten as you age and rot into the nothingness of space that you truly are.

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