“Once upon a time, I dreamt I was a butterfly, fluttering hither and thither, to all intents and purposes a butterfly. I was conscious only of my happiness as a butterfly, unaware that I was myself. Soon I awaked, and there I was, veritably myself again. Now I do not know whether I was then a man dreaming I was a butterfly, or whether I am now a butterfly, dreaming I am a man.”
I pushed away my fascination with the world prematurely, and now I'm back seeking it's depths and it's pleasures.
I am looking for sex, and for beauty, once again. I shift between seeing beauty in everything and not having enough beauty to surround me completley. I still want to drown in the world, I am fascinated by its depths.
Butterflies have always been deeply beautiful to me, but also deeply spiritual. They have been connected to very important spiritual turning points in my life. Often, I have this dream where i'm laying on my stomach in the sun and all these butterflies land in my hair. I go to wake up, and they all fly away. In those mornings, I feel deeply connected to God. I know that consciousness extends beyond this lifetime, I just have a knowing.
Ram Dass says, "a person acknowledging their lust is closer to God than a horny celibate." It is far more divine to be human that it is to deny one's humanity. Like the butterfly that brings beauty into the world and then fades, only that is real which never changes.
So what is real then?
Once you've awaked, you can't go back to sleep.
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rayna bra by agent provocateur
rayna brief in black by agent provocateur