There is a reason I never gave up. Because love never gave up on me
Metals are pliable under heat. The wildflower leaps in ethereal appeal; aligned with the sun. The soul is agile and majestic when it mingles with love
Men give up on men, but love do not. Love is not a man. man, he only animates love if he’s acquainted with love. Man in itself is a decay. The best of men is death and corruption; without love. He is fragile and most often than not he acts from the impulse of decay, when love is not his orientation
There is a reason love is patient and kind. Absolutely, nothing under Gods skies makes love pull back and sit over the fence. He goes to war with you, even to the depths of hell, holding your soul in comfort, and in hope, until the fire, his restore is set at your feet to run to where your name is engraved
the reason I’ll never give up in life. I know where love dwells, and I know how to stand under it’s crystalline fountain until my heart is one with all it has to offer
Then there are the carriers of love. There are selfless entities whose pleasure are tied up to how many times they let others in, to drink from their golden cups. their ego dust has been buried under the dust. They do not live for themselves, yet do they not deprive themselves of their share. Their life mission is to live for others as conduits of the ocean.
– Ag. McDaniels | Influx Of Love | June 10, 2020