BEattitude: “My first thought this morning of was of a ‘tight’ space.., a narrow passage. I saw in this impasse, a log jam of souls straining to reach through to the other side, where the expanse there held answers and relief. Yet behind them was a wide field of misinformation and misguided revelry. If only the souls could turn a deaf ear to their beckoning whispers to pass through that narrow space they might have found the same blissful ignorance and danced also in the field with reckless abandon. But instead they’re cued, waiting to be welcomed on the other side. If you ever awake, feeling a like pressure and nothing you’ve seen or done has satisfied.., Welcome to the Cue…”
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BEattitude: “My first thought this morning of was of a ‘tight’ space.., a narrow passage. I saw in this impasse, a log jam of souls straining to reach through to the other side, where the expanse there held answers and relief.
Yet behind them was a wide field of misinformation and misguided revelry. If only the souls could turn a deaf ear to their beckoning whispers to pass through that narrow space they might have found the same blissful ignorance and danced also in the field with reckless abandon.
But instead they’re cued, waiting to be welcomed on the other side.
If you ever awake, feeling a like pressure and nothing you’ve seen or done has satisfied..,
Welcome to the Cue…”