The struggle for consciousness to express itself. I know
that I am, but how does that manifest in the world? Others see what I do, but
not who I am. I am me. There is always a slight uptick to me, no matter how
dark the clouds are that have gathered in the mind. This is not the effect of
positive thinking, but the effect of life, which always seeks new ways of
expressing itself.
So, I am never completely alone. I am always with my deep
inner sense of being. I am by myself, but not lonely.
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