Anatomy of love

It happens. It grows. It is…just is. The more there is the more there is. It has no beginning no end. It exists. It has energy. It has frequency. It has presence. That is why we feel it. We know it because we feel it. It touches the soul, both intangible.

It spews forth out into the world just like a solar flare spews forth out into the universe, warming, comfortable, sometimes so hot that it burns, the ashy residue flies away and stays. And we keep going back for more forgetting to forget the pain, remembering to remember the joy and expansion of an indescribable abundance.


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