You know what
I will never be, like the the Prophet, nor like Yeshua, BUddha, or even the High One.
Not even near.
And that is ok.
THis is probably not even needed, nor preffered.
Not everyone can climb mount everest.
Not is it in everyones destiny to do so.
Those shining ones came to blaze a trail for all of us.
So we cab blaze our own!
I am here to write poetry, make Love Real, fight the good fight, Dance, ravage the Beauty in all of its forms.
I am here to blaze a new trail.
Or die trying.
I am not here to be a copycat, a parrot, as I was told.
I am here to be me.
Fully human and dancing in reverie of my own mad, broken yet perfect
What about you?
When you figure it out.
Let me know.