The never ending story

The Beloved is writing me into existence:

He is scripting me to be beautiful in all ways for his sweet eyes to know truth and pleasure. He designs me to be a dancer of all directions capable of enchanting him wherever on this earth I may be.

This is all for his heart to be satisfied by the pure majesty of boundless, limitless eternal life.

I enjoy being his creation, because I live each day knowing he is my only true source. Through the vast unknown, I still return to him through every exploration I step forth into. I am his.. which means my divine hunger will never cease!

I am him, made of his glorious love.

We all fantasize about an aligned romance that continues through the ages of time.. where we come back and back to life just because of the breath of love existing!

This isn't a philosophy but a theory backed with evidence that is our very existence. Love incarnates and plays with its infinite possibility.

It sees itself as the legacy of Beauty.. within the great unknown.

I am a descent of the supreme beloved, a servant of his beautiful consciousness

who I am is just his imagination, this sweetness of expression.

Im intoxicated by the shining light of his love: I can't live a "normal" life anymore. my focus is love! my focus is love, I can't help myself.

tell me of a more important thing though?

im here to find myself and I think there's only one destination to this universal exploration and its love!

what else are we doing here if its not for this.

I give myself fully to the hearts wisdom, even if it makes me look like a fool, I hope you join me in this ecstasy of intelligence.

she who can't be understood logically,

but who ignites the rise of your Beautiful rebellious soul: Sundari