Well Milk tray man you are not😂

Seriously,
The words are,
very beautiful, poetically,
uniquely written, just for me, so I thank thee,
For love lives, when you truly see,
in the real state of thee,
vibrating, electrifying, harmonising. Neutralising, guiding, energising revitalising exquisitely holding you through, all you think is you.
Man in the mirror, face himself be true, then release him, for he is not You.
What controls him? how does his mind work? where did he go, to pick up his junk, in his own trunk?
It isn’t just the fighting, it’s the surviving that has him hiding, the scarcity he thinks is true, now what will he do, when he discovers none is true. It’s a simulation matrix lacing, that had its hooks on how he mistook, the masks of his choosing, hide behind I’m safe, no need to hold my own space.
Strip back be bare,
like a lion be brave not scared,
be fearless, grand, make your stand.

Didn’t want to not reply, I’m not rude or a prude, I just let it loose, to stop your noose, just chop of your head instead, just breath, with that ease, joyful happiness you will be, in ease with that breeze, even that sneeze no grieve,
loving you, loving me, loving we, loving all three, mind body, gone, spirit resides, soul man doesn’t hide, he now knows his lesson of his blessings of his growth.
For now, he can bare, his stare. If he really dares, for only in truth, can he be true.
Godself let him reside in you, the ego has to go, he’s not a friend he’s foe, till he really knows, the master of his boat sailing to his moat. ❤️

Sleep well, spirit eternal
This poems going on 😂😂😱🙃