The Heart. Fly With Me.

[ProfoundHeart]

EDIT:This is a re post from our previous forum, just thought I'd share one of my heart felt writings here.

I breath in. I feel the air enter my lungs, fueling my body, the very thing that keeps me alive. We need air.
But then I exhale, and that life leaves me. Certainly I should distress, panic, peril? No, for there is something else that keeps me living, that keeps all that I am alive in the power of feeling.

My Heart.

As I exhale, I feel nothing but it's frantic drumming against my chest, nothing but it's energy coursing through my body.
When I feel pain, my Heart keeps beating. When I feel suffering, my Heart keeps beating. When I feel all hope is lost and we are forever doomed, my Heart keeps beating.
It is the most consistent in my life, because it is not only there to keep me breathing, but to remind me of everything I am meant to be, to feel.

Feel your Heart.

Brothers, Sisters, Fly with me. Soar with me over the highest mountains, glide with me across the vastest Seas. There is no barrier that will hold us, no fence to keep us in. We are meant realize ourselves, realize each other.

Feel your Heart, and anything is possible, nothing is impossible. Hear the words of those who seek nothing but resentment and loneliness, and listen. For they know not the power they hold in themselves, the absolute truth awaiting to be released.

Fly with me, and together we shall realize the true beauty of this world, of it's people.

Spread your wings and seek nothing but your internal truth.
And through everything, realize Love. Love can make you, Love can break you. Love can condemn you, Love will save you.

We have forgotten ourselves, forgotten others. We were always meant to Love, always meant to Soar on the wings of one another.

So I tell you, the next time you exhale that valuable air..
Feel your Heart beating to the rhythm of all that you are, and all that you were meant to be. Love will save this world. Love will save our people.

Discover the truth within.

Ma Tsmuke, Ma Tsumukan. Oel Ngati Kameie, because you are the air in my lungs, the beat to my heart.

Always.