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I would recommend a retreat of sorts. Take time for yourself, your passions, your soul callings and urges, and indulge in them to the fullest. Come to know and experience the Creator within and without. Then, once the fog clears, act as you have learned to be your path.

If you wish for a more thorough and in-depth conversation on this point, I would ask for a private message.
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I have returned from my "retreat", more like a baptism of sorts. I awoken, beyond death, beyond heaven, beyond incarnations, incantations, the song and dance of this plane. Beyond the song and enchantment of death, and reason of incarnation.

I almost didnt make it back. I had a shared thought for an undetermined moment (was only 2 min earth time) with a "facilitate" in a place that seemed the sum total of all sci-fi movies, religions and poetry combined and yet more...... it terrified me, gave me peace beyond mesure, joy beyond measure, assurance isnt even the word and even now... i am still rememebering/grasping the full measure of it. It was beyond even what i saw in my NDE'S, beyond the the veil of the other side of the other side.

I am changed. It was more real, than any real i could imagin here before that moment, there. More, than anything i have experianced, and i for the first time felt what it really means to breath real breath and see with real eyes.

For in this place i was for but a moment, everything in this world earth/life is imitation, and everything in the relm of death (beyond the veil) in the field of souls and gods and Gods and angels and guardians and demons, ghosts and matherium of spirit and soul. Beyond laws, governance and rulers who decree such things as even light and laws of boundaries and limitations of brilliance..seemed as a catoon scribble on a bathroom wall by a boy/child repeating a funny/dirty joke out on an enelemtary playground in 4th grade.

In this place i was, Words spoken here such as joy, peace, love and happiness attached to life here. Seemed like a crusty old thrift store tag attched to dusty old bugged coat, laying in mud puddle in some dark alley, long lost and forgotten, there.

And yet this dirty old bug ridden coat, is useful..

I have a few, questions.

I have some things to handle first.

We need a new language.
 
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