Invite those you wish to stay with. Deal the dealers trade for the umpteenth time, for else face the desolation of such foolhardiness as to fight the cards.

Amor Fati. Love your fate as it loves you:

The horse drawn cart to which you have been tied by the leg as it goes… you have two options, run with it and enjoy, or be dragged. Move from left to right, up and down… maybe even get on the cart itself and take in the view.

A golden set spray of the sunset riding on the last vestiges of the physical plane all of which bows to the favor of your soul. There is little to be lost here, and more to be gained, a royal banquet exists for your learning. To learn to be.

There are many, and for that there is only one.

Love the lord your God and do so with all your heart and form. Love for God is love for the self.

Self-love is the expression of love that binds the universe, know yourself and accept it. Learn to do away with prior versions of you, you change, you morph and grow. A consistently ever-changing storm of beautiful consciousness. Made in the image of such a creator to have bestowed this journey for you too.

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