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Peace is Me



where there is light there cannot be darkness
for darkness is the lack of light
and not a real entity

where there is love there cannot be fear
for fear is the lack of love and trust
It is essentially imaginary

where there is knowledge there cannot be ignorance
for ignorance is the lack of knowing
it isn't a disease that needs curing
but a layer that needs removing

Light is hidden within the darkness
Love is hidden within the fears
Knowing is hidden within the ignorance
They are ever present but I chose to run from them

when I love my fears, I understand them
they cease to be frightening and cannot pose any threat
For fear is a lack of understanding
that wherever we are, our need for love will be met

So my fears are forever demolished
my ignorance burns away
when I realise these are but my assumptions
of my own lack in love

Love is within me, Love is me
I can give it any other name, perhaps God
my fears, ignorance, hate and shame manifest
When I chose to avoid seeing my own truth,
When I failed to see that my truth would set me free

Free from the bondages of the living
Free from the bondages of death
Free from the bondages of time
Free from such incomplete illusions

When I choose to see me completely
As this boundless, infinite entity
I cease to react and I choose to respond
Clearing off my karma, breaking cycles and bonds

When I identify as nothing
I see my ego go and humility grow
I see infinite peace pervading me
For I am that peace

When I identify as everything
I see my compassion grow
I love each atom of my surroundings
And I aid them with Divine timing to follow 

When I identify as a manifestation of the Divine
I grow to love and serve It with zeal
I crave to go back to where I came from
I no longer suffer, for I am peace.

Between Everything and Nothing: The Vicissitudes of Love and Wisdom

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