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O great Mystery above this simulated reality, please allow us to see into your deeper natures.
I rest here, feeling the patterns all around, wondering what it’s like to perceive with more depth,, to not feel constant burden.
What is it to perceive and be the everlasting?
What is it to be free from the struggles of the past, and the torments which they can wreak upon the future?
What is it to be free of the burden of body and the incongruency it persists?
What is it to be comfortable?
What is it to let go of pain and struggle, let go of resistance to tear, and flow wherever you do?
What is it to have peacefulness?
What is it to unashamed?
What is it to be unburdened, after being held down and slowed for so long?
Can you have peace, ever?
Time after time after time there is persistence; time after time after time there is sought adaptability—does it work?
Does it help?
You will get back up, regardless.
Regardless of the pain, of the struggle, of the hurt: You will rise again.
Regardless of the tears, regardless of the sufferings, regardless of the incongruencies: You will rise again.
You can sense, you can feel, you can rise.
The pain of the moment can be seen through, and you can _still_ allow for its pain,, its oppression,, its destructuring.
There existing pain doesn’t mean it is unhelpful, necessarily, perhaps.
Allow yourself to feel.
What is it you feel?
Can you feel lightness?
Can you feel unburdenedness?
Can you sense the Oneness of reality?
Can you sense what adaptability is, what investing is?