Thinking about it… the answer is nothing! Who in this world has done something other than coping with what they have, the best they can? We were thrown into existence, no map, no compass, like a candle with a fleeting flame. All walks of life from low to high income are struggling. Wealth is measured by your ability to understand what you are and your acceptance of the same. Not harming yourself or others while you struggle, is mastery of life. One Lie we all believed … that innocence can be lost, while in reality you are innocent! we all are.

Instinctive hope to reach new heights. The blanket of success; knowing you will come out equipped facing traumatic situations (Some don't come out at all) while accepting there's no other way. The degree of what I consider horror is quite small yet carries the same breathtaking treasure, if it were received with a giving intention; To let go. .13.

My first vibrational enjoyment; The Rhythm of my mother's heart, the Rythm of my mother's life experience & reactions. My first feel for movement, fine tuning the frequency of my existential wavelength. The first being you share 100% intimacy with, learning as one. Forever feeling comfortable only with relationships as such. .13.

Tangible Substance. Intention shows your substance, discernment sees how tangible it is.

Expressing our innermost believe; Expression is all I am! Remember that dread when an out of hand comment leaves your mouth in the middle of a gathering? Everyone gets quiet for half a second (an eternity!) and some merciful soul changes topic, yet you remain challenged. In that challenge you…

Complete ownership of existence. Oh! Possessiveness Ruled over me when I believed to keep; meant to last, responsible, grown, made, opiniated. I obsessed over the possession of any happy moment, empowering morality, regret, hatred, infatuation, happiness, a warm bed, notion of comfort even! Only to observe myself familiarized with purposely…

A reconstruction of your subconscious resolve: When you appreciate the sounds what do you hear If not the meaning of life? I can become infatuated with different instruments and their individual sound, or I can delve on the majesty of the Orquestra. The realization fortifies as I see music for what it is, the beats, the vibrations, the reflection of interpretations, the grounds for intimacy, the flow of my blood, the reaction of the crowd, the shared joy of companionship; My resolve to admire beauty with joy. Your Heart is the instrument of the music we call life! Nurture it, and your actions will make the most beautiful compositions.

A physical touch with my spirit. The difference dwells in my discernment between admiration and creating. Being able to understand whether I am Feeling or Emoting a reaction. My composition of life comes from the enjoyment of being a student of energy and its feel! …

To give myself without knowing a set outcome; Feeling the wrath of self-deceit in pain as I withhold parts of me, creating a vulnerable delusion that, somehow… I am entitled to protect? Realizing at a steady pace I am not giving you my all. Searching for Love in accordance with my hypocrisy of procrastinating with how I give myself. Begs questions, Do I reap what I sow? Did I sowed this Love I can’t find…Do I know this? Do I accept this?. Going through life afraid of what giving my love brings. Protecting my treasure enables me to not make use of it (as the dragon in the picture!), in a suicidal quest for my revenue without investing. “Scary Right?”.