Journey to the Paradise

Do you merely look at the surface, or do you truly see?

What do you see when you look around? It’s certainly not love that you see. Is that what you thought you would see? What do you see when you look around?

You see expectations, assumptions. Power struggles and uncertainty.

You see shame. You see uncertainty and hatred.

You fear what you get when you give, when you share your moments, your happiness, and your enthusiasm. Do you expect to get the same in return? Perhaps you once did. Fortunately, you were shown the truth; you are alone with your happiness. What would others do with that?

Don’t show them what they have forgotten. They will truly show you their truth, which is made and built on everything but love. The truth which is made of expectations, assumptions, power struggles, and uncertainty.

Built on the foundation of shame and bitterness.

They will show you the truth that was once enthusiasm, imagination, and happiness. Which with time was extinguished, destroyed, replaced by inadequacy and demands. With shame.

That truth will be your future.

Your reality.

Your reality will be filled with demands that have never been anything but to suffocating you. Pulling your soul into darkness, showing you the truth that should not be forgotten, which will be your reality, our reality.

The one and only truth which is allowed to be passed forward. How long can you bear to suffocate your flame, which is meant to burn wild and restless? You truly see what you get in return when you share your happiness and enthusiasm.

You break the pattern. You showed something that cannot be chained.

Something that cannot truly be owned, from which no one can benefit.

You showed something that no one can benefit from.

Did your happiness and enthusiasm only show the truth, once forgotten? Briefly illuminating the web of lies that has been carefully woven with injustice; to covering up everything that no one has ever seen.

That which everyone has sought in their souls, something long suppressed and forgotten.

Happiness and enthusiasm, pride, have turned into memories, childhood. Love and appreciation turned into demands and shame. That’s what they’ve always been.

Demands and shame that now dictate life, truth, reality. Which is nurtured, created from, made to flourish. For oneself. From others.

Yet all this time you have lived your truth, not knowing why you are not enough, why you are not worthy, why in the face of love you must play a game where every step means losing. Where with each step you only forget yourself once more.

A game where everyone has already lost, where everyone still tries to win by rules created from sheer falsehood. By rules created for you to lose, for you to stay in the game seeking peace and balance as long as you follow every invented rule. When all the time there has been the one and only truth, it has been right in front of you. The truth that would sweep everything away and make every rule meaningless in the moment you open your eyes and saw the lies.

Saw the truth; You were the truth.

The game whose rules we have made, which we maintain, which we suffer from, which we do not let crumble down.

Because that would mean the arising of truth.

It would mean the end of the game.

Fail. In front of the truth. In front of yourself. In front of your actions. Actions which were made to broke and destroy. Only with following rules, truth. And now your soul would force you to see what you have always tried to tell yourself. Injustice and lies. And now these shadows illuminate the truth for you.

But is everything you see expectations, assumptions. Power struggles and uncertainty. Is everything you see uncertainty, fear, what you get when you give, when you share your moments, your happiness, and your enthusiasm?

Would it all end?

Would you lose the game where you were never meant to win?

You won, didn’t you?

Was it meant all along to lose? To lose, to surrender, to give up in the face of the impossible.

And in this very moment, the truth would open up to you, you would see the rules for the first time, the ones you blindly followed. You would see the truth, see that you won. You would see how in this moment your life just begun, a life whose rules you have always written, maintained, and followed.

Did you awaken to consciousness?

To the ability to create your own rules, what is there to lose anymore, when you’ve already lost. Indeed. You won, do you see how the game continues around you? Do you see how you are expected to follow rules that once destroyed you? Rules that now require you to lie, that require you to extinguish your flame, which finally, again, burn freely, which was extinguished in childhood.

What is your flame made of? It’s you, your soul. Your truth. Your love, respect, fear, courage, sorrow, enthusiasm, passion. It’s you in all, light and darkness now in balance. A balance that was shaken, which, when shaken, takes you further from the truth. That balance which shakes when you don’t listen to yourself, your feelings, your intuitions. That shakes when you don’t respect yourself, speak your truth, stand by yourself. That shakes when you don’t love yourself, for better or worse.

Was the game all about finding balance?

And all along, the purpose was just to finally believe in your own truth and breathe freely. To see the truth, to embrace life, and finally to love. As you open your eyes, you witness Paradise unfolding around you. In this moment, you see the truth, the Hell you left behind. Indeed. You had to die to reach Paradise, to suffer in order to be enlightened. Surrender in order to start living.

And do you notice how those who live in fear of themselves, those who deny themselves – their love to themselves, their love from themselves, don’t see the truth? They can’t see the truth. They deny themselves to see. Paradise.

Those who wander in darkness. Do they know what they are fleeing? Do they even know they are fleeing?

You too always thought you were acting out of love, in the name of love. But what if you didn’t even know what love is?

In that moment when you were shown what life is about, when you were shown that what you thought was love was something completely different.

In that moment.

In that moment, you saw every action and choice you thought you made for love retreat into the shadows in the light of truth. You never believed you would face something so beautiful and yet so destructive. And all along it has been and will always be the only truth. In that moment, you knew what your truth is, what shadows, sins, darkness you will face. In that moment, you knew what you would beg forgiveness for; yourself, your love. Your worth. Your truth. The truth that demands you completely. That no longer apologizes, that no longer bends, submits, allows you to be destroyed. Yes. What does genuine love require? The truth. In front of which you can no longer escape.

Where would you still escape from yourself?

Where would you still escape love, your love.
Yourself.
You only flee from yourself. To yourself.
You will be destroyed anyway.

What was shown to you belongs to you, has always belonged to you. Genuine love. It has always been yours, always been for you, within you. You have always been that. Indeed. You flee from yourself. Actions made from lovelessness. Even in the face of truth, shadows turn into love. Into mercy, gratitude, acceptance.

Everything has happened to you so that you would find yourself.
You have done your deeds in your truth.
In your faith.

Now ask yourself, in the face of genuine love, can you forgive yourself? Can you forgive your sins to you? Can you show mercy to you?

Surrender. Forget. Accept. Remember. Something once forgotten and now found can never be taken away from you. From now on, it demands. You demand truth, unconditional love. Your truth. Your love for yourself. You surrender in front of your truth and your love.

Love is what we’ve come here to seek. To experience what it feels like to search for something without even knowing what or where.

We’ve come here to experience how darkness, despair, and hatred feel.

You couldn’t believe how darkness could be so strong, so tempting, so easy. So destructive.

You truly wanted to know how that darkness feels. How is it possible to turn away from oneself?

Is it voluntary?

Yes, truth was not seen in darkness. Just darkness without light. You being its prey. But you never stopped seeing.

Stopped believing.

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