My Perfect Place/

Divine Intervention


I have been going to this sanctuary since as early as I remember; it is a blue room of great proportions with a galore of vibrant yellow candles spread beautifully throughout it on exuberant days. On the other hand on a corrupt day it is has bright blinking ecstatic lights and screeching noises. It is very large and is beautiful it’s like it was built with divine intervention on the day after the rest. When I rest here I ease my pain and let my eyes gaze upon the holiness of this place where my mind is free to no boundaries. When I go I allow my self to wander freely and I float upon the snow white clouds or the smoke gray ones. There is no concrete smells or taste here, it changes depending on the person in the driver’s seat. I feel like I’ve left earth and came back when I go to this place, it is really beautiful. This place to me is like a battleground between Yin and Yang. On certain days you can really compare it to heaven on others it’s beyond worse than a hell. This place means a lot to me its lucidity is beyond human comprehension, when I am here my biggest fear is neither that I am inadequate or that I am powerful beyond measure. My actions do not become habits here, nor do my habits become my character, but here my character does become my destiny. Your eyes are deceiving but your mind is not you can break down the barriers, break down the walls, smash open the door, or take the roof off you will see me there in perfect harmony trying to touch the sky.

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