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Some think Presence
(or Pure Consciousness. Or All-That-Is.)
is holy.
That it looks like silence.
Kindness.
Meditation.
Love.
They think Presence is special.
Reserved for the happy few.
Requires some kind of mastery.
And reverence.
They think Presence is soft spoken.
Careful.
Thoughtful.
Filled with quiet bliss.
Bullshit.
Yes, Presence can look like that.
Of course.
It’s everything.
It’s ALL.
Which means …
Presence can be messy.
Rude.
Cursing its ass off.
Presence can fight.
Go to war.
Look like abuse,
and theft,
and being sneaky in the dark.
Whatever you see is Presence.
Whatever you are is Presence.
Whatever is
is Presence.
No exceptions.
Ever.
Love,
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