By not realizing the great privilege it is to live on earth, you could easily reach a breaking point of not desiring anything at all. Imagine all the souls who have passed prematurely, because their freedom was obstructed. I express my bliss in endless words because of that very obstruction to my material freedom, the mental illusion im actively pooping on. (: anyways. We can talk all we want. I accept you. You are IT. Bring ritual into each day and hold space for each other’s breakthroughs and breakdowns. Self destruct and reconstruct.
The desire to explode into a million pieces is actually great. Periodically becoming a new being is exactly why we’re here. 🙊