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Erosion of Self Love
“I can’t” Air fills with self doubt of the human race. Erosion of the essence of life, self love, is erosion of the soul. Winding its way through the paths of pain. Veering from the knowledge that we are all one with the ONE. If the ONE created, what is not love? Heart. Soul. Psyche. Light. Feelings of despair, self loathing overwhelms yet no reasoning behind them. You are the beginning of the world. You are life. Darkness lives not within an infant. The growth of Soul shall be governed by no man nor woman. The growth of Soul is the growth of the world. Water and feed with the Light of self Love and know it to Be. For none has greater capacity to envelop the world with Light than one born to Light. Darkness lives not within the new born. Feed the darkness not. Know. Love. Self. Be. Moments of doubt breed years of pain. Heart is Light. Soul grows reaching, stretching, feeling, being . Light. Within. All.