Before I was Born: Infinite Light

I‘ve always remembered being one with infinite light before I was born, then falling through layers of color to wind up on the physical plane. And always wanting to get back to the infinite sun. Always feeling emptiness, the emptiness of feeling separated from that light, and trying to fill that emptiness to make up for the feeling of separation from the infinite sun. Filling the feeling with what people call “life”, with relationships, with projects, with work, with distractions. And in the end, everything always just got in the way, and I always knew whatever I was doing wasn’t what I really wanted.

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