Her Knowing, Her Truth

For she sat between what was real and what was not. She didn’t really ever think to consider anything else other than the pure state of bliss and joy she felt deeply engraved onto her being. At times she would be reminded that this outer world is just a mere reflection of a bunch of thoughts, ideas, perceptions and attitudes. She didn’t think it necessary to adopt any such meanings to her viewpoint because her view was undefinable yet unexplainable. It was just the silent calm of knowing and the strong powerful arms of truth, who were her guide in this realm of illusion and suffering. They loved her deeply and stood by her as a light thin layer of glowing fog, which she didn’t know of because she could only feel them as a gentle little ladybug sitting on her palm. It was all she ever needed and all they ever wanted, was to see her beautiful mesmerizing smile that she wore proudly day in and day out, because she had an inner knowing and indestructible truth that she is and would be alright.

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