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September 06, 2009

Lighten up

Making friends with the invisible existence of the ancestors made talking with God while dancing with ghosts an activity that made my cells animate my spirit. The rhythm of my heartbeat called laughter makes music that vibrates my brains and pump up my aliveness with a holy reverence tune from my built-in accordion.

I tell you, when lungs and diaphragm meet the womb gyrates and all the ghosts begin to revelry in a manner that make the dust loosened from the constrain of form, time and space resurrect themselves and all that was once vanished help me let go the fear of physical death and I respect how all gone before continue to serve the Universe.

That is how the ancestors are helping me to not dwell on the fact that there are parts of me in them and parts of them in me that seem to crossfire as my cells carry on their unique abilities to function as me and that makes multi personality an acceptable trait in the kingdom of many mansions in a world where the universe designed and designated me as its citizen enjoying the same heaven that my ancestors died to inherit. I am reaping the rewards that their death did not perish.

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