Friday, July 26, 2013


Love, Papa.

Just as your eyes adjust
When walking from the darkness into the light
So to does the world adjust
As you pass through its presence
Each particle adapts to the feeling that you project
Bringing forth that which your attention is upon.
You are the creator of the scenery in your life.
What you see before you is the manifestation of your dreams.
In each moment you will find beauty, alongside devastation. 
And only through your discernment
Can you tell one from the other.
Love, Papa.

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