He wants us to come to Him whole, but the only way to come whole is to strip away layers of our being until naked.
Naked souls with no garments of vices.
The ability to recognise your garments will determine how easily you can remove them.
That is the Egoïste’s aim, they want Him all to themselves.
-W.E.
Will you be ready?
-W.E.
How many layers, veils, coats of distraction do we have?
It makes no comprehensible sense that we cry pangs of longing with distractions engulfing us.
-W.E.
She wanted him so dearly, at his request, she dived into his heart of sorrows.
Infatuated by his accomplishment to win her heart, he failed to realise she was drowning there.
He jumped into the darkness that engulfed her but being so narcissistic, he could not see her.
He marvelled at his own sorrows and killed them both.
-W.E.
How far are you willing to go?
The devotion of a moth has challenged lovers for an eternity
The mad amongst us rise to the occasion.
They burn for Him.
For centuries, the lovers have jumped into the flame only to find it cool and tranquil like our forefather Abraham peace be upon him. They were not about to be outdone by a moth.
-W.E.
Struggling for what?
Let go and celebrate your imperfection.
How far you’re willing to bend will determine the magnitude of your love.
Love is contortion
You must be willing
to bend your mind,
body and more importantly,
your soul to suit it’s confines.
Real lovers do this without
being told.
They find Him
-W.E.
I know,
I have to pass through
the violence of silence
to reach You.
-ME
Is that what you really want?
I present myself for you, for me.
-ME
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