The Prison of Love

We all have (or will have) to face this ultimate moment of "deconstruction" before "reconstruction". One part of our soul is weary of wandering through the same and repetitive experiences of 3D-life.This part is above the "veil". The other part of our soul is under the veil and attached to the boundaries of physical life, attached to the apparent security of separation.

Sometimes we have the impression to be lost explorers and at the same time, paradoxically, we don't really want to find the Truth. We're afraid that Truth will be equal to Void, to a complete vanishing of what we think we are.

The veil is the prism that separates our reality. It divides light into small frequencies that we pass on to our mind. Our pseudo-self is made of billions of these small frequencies that create the illusion of opacity, separativity. These small frequencies don't pertain only to the physical world, but also to the emotional and mental worlds. What are we if not a conglomerate of bits of information we acquire through genetics, education and experience of the 3D world?

But our soul is in the process of re-unifying those small frequencies. The external mind is vanishing and we are conscious of it. But this conglomerate of small frequencies has to be dissolve because it has been glued artificially by our mind (the spoof). Only the original Thought can reconstruct the puzzle. "All that you have thought you are has nothing to do with you". Is God's Love a prison or are we mistaking about what freedom really is?

But do we want to go through this deconstruction? Are we afraid of being a prisoner of God rather than of our Mind? That is the spoof of separation. Are we ready to assume our real Self, «the one that is vaster than the one we give credence to»?

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