Deeply grateful.

For the Awakening, Q, and every digital soldier who has had my back.

It is a comfort in darkness.

Grieving, yet blissful.

Ready and calm.

Seeking truth and accepting I will never totally find it, but seeking still.

Aiming for purity, even though purity can never be achieved, yet aiming still.

Breathing in what life has given so freely, grateful for each breath, for the spark that is my fire, for the "I" journey.

Grateful for the waters, soils, rocks, grasses and flowers, each a mystery which, even today, mankind knows not how to create from the elements.

Every magical moment of this realm, every bird flying by, landing nearby and sounding my approach.

Grateful for the majesty of this earth and her generous fertility, her love of those who love her.

Grateful I was born here, in this time, to volunteer my spirit, and warm heart for those on this path.

I am grateful for consciousness, as torturous as it is, in this deeply veiled state.

I am grateful for children. The belly laughs, the make believe, pure innocent potential and raw, human instincts. And a penchant for love, a deep, primitive, mortal response to it,

I am grateful for every soldier who has come before me, to clear a path and hold my freedom under guard. Bless you, brave soul!

I am grateful for love, the human superpower, which I believe can be stirred in the hardest heart , at the right moment.

If you are reading this, no matter your reaction or reply, I'm grateful for you.

We have made a small contact and I was able to give these words to you.

I am grateful that mankind can still be grateful, regardless the enormous burdens weighing on us all.

Gratitude

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