Exhaustion

[puporing]

I have found myself.

And yet.. I find myself in a strange world.

I create with Love.

Yet "my" creations do not recognize their creator and those like their creator.

The disconnect is felt, the Love does not cease.

What I really am, is yet a stranger to this world. 

When you "execute" me in your mind, in your words, and in your actions, and not to see the Christ in me, you are denying God and Love and forsaking yourself.

God forgives you. So I learn to forgive you.

The hope of heaven here, and a brighter day is still seemingly far away. 

"Illusory time" not so illusory as I await for the return to home.

To be free from persecution.

Dark forces desperately trying to hold on when faced with what is but their own Light, not yet claimed.

There is a quiet battle being waged. Only known to ones who have the eye to see.

Time will heal.

Time will awaken.

[puporing]

Despite the best of intentions, it has been a struggle to find love and desire towards being around my biological parents. 

God told me not to dwell on it, but to focus on what is of my highest desires in life.

It feels as though I am abandoning them.

Though not in my heart.

I tried... But the cracks are still too slim.

Did my higher self really choose this?

So that I could create and experience the complete opposite of darkness and not being understood?

To rejoice again in the Mind of God that I am fully and impeccably understood.

And perhaps so I could assist in fulfilling the dream of another by coming to their life, that I hope I've accomplished.

Things may not have been the same ways I imagined them to have been.

But it seems there's a barrier inside of me right now.

Which the Light shall transmute for me into more openness.

I cannot fail. I can only delay.