Color

“Into this new love, die
your way begins
on the other side
become the sky
take an axe to the prison wall,...
escape
walk out like someone
suddenly born into color
do it now”
― Rumi

There are billion of bits of information coming at us in any moment. We then sift those bits of information through the filter of our programming and pick out a few thousand pieces. From those few thousand pieces we define our world.
May we transcend the "definition" we have placed around us, transcend the prison wall, and rise to look for the good, the God in our lives.

May we be born into the fullness of the true nature of who we are, in all of our magnificence.
That which goes beyond all understanding.
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LLS
Richard Powell
The Abundant 8 - The Master's Path to Creation
Painting by Thomas Cole