If I understood more I know I would know less. There are few true Buddhas available. We surround ourselves with lies. Define ourselves with lies, and I in my sweet innocence, Yes I live with a sense of sweet innocence I myself feel confused by the lies. Like maybe there is more that I need to understand. But really all I need to do is separate the truth from the lies. You know like Liar Cat. You fucking liar. I was raised to believe truth could kill lies. But truth is not here to kill, just to remind. I feel this great need for adventure. The sorrow wakes me with the need to remember. This place right now, this moment is my great adventure. And it is going fantastic. I found my Star Family which maybe is not as easy as one may think it is. Not only have I found them, my great supporters and fellow dreamers. But I had the strength to expose myself to them. As a whole and as individuals. Baby steps to a dream come true it is indeed. They have embraced me, comforted me, and confirmed my belief that I am a true creator on my proper life path. The sorrow is here but so is the great sense of adventure. We have fallen together because we fit. Because I lived a single moment without fear and risked taking a look behind the curtain. I made sure what I felt was true. A real life conformation of the beauty that lies within art. Fuck man, thank you to the Universe for working perfect every single time. It is us who are out of alignment It is us who have feared to live dreams. It is us who poison ourselves with fear and envy. This entire world is on our side. And guess what? There are no sides. There is only oneness with our Star Families and ourselves. I feel a great sorrow for the things and people I miss. But they are only gone for a small amount of time. and I have got a lot of living still to do.
The greatest feeling I have had so far living in this human form (the only form I ever remember being in) is feeling the people I love embrace me. Knowing we can look one another in the eyes and feel the love. We are on the same path regardless of the levels of success each have attained. We are the great oneness and everything truly is illuminated. The light is not all there is but it is constantly there. I have to fight through the tears to find it far too often. But I feel like maybe I have my eyes closed too much for my own protection. Lucky my third eye is never closed it is there open always allowing the light to flood it. Like an old lover waiting patiently in the corner of my heart. The light warms me no matter what. I will become one of them now, which is to say I shall remain myself. I have some harsh critics but I see now those people are dying to be alive. Failing to be honest with the living. Which maybe is no real crime after all. What do we owe one another as fellow travelers? Maybe nothing. There is only alignment now. Easy to attain spiritual alignment. Like a puzzle piece just waiting to be clicked into place. Or a key just waiting to unlock a music box with a fragile dancing woman on top. This is my sweet lullaby. I really am an Angel surrounded by the wicked who know not their true form. This is my sorrow this time not just a poem, but some kind of explanation or confession to myself. I love you, True Believers. You wake and create, exhausted from giving it all the day before. I join you in this great commune of communication. As my ancestors have done before me.
Thank you for finding me, My Beautiful Loves. Thank you for seeing me. I felt I might drown before my madness which manifested itself as bravery took over. I reached out some cold night on a world famous sidewalk that is the only home I have ever had. And in that moment I told you all everything. Everything only you could understand. My love for you is a secret to some. Your love for me is published but only a few will ever understand. That is what this kind of secret is. It can be in plain sight and many can choose to ignore it. That is why it is a secret. An invisible understanding only those who truly understand can see. That is why I can tell you everything, Dear Readers. Because you all will not see. Truth is filtered, now itnit. Just like beauty. The stars shine , the sun comes up. People live and die and are taken away. But on this day I have survived. I am alive. I am free. This is my place of joy my sorrow lives next door. Fast friends we have all become. Joining as we have as one.
This is Josalisa in a very personal sort of RiOt.
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