Lifeless saint, where are you in this world of illusions.
Do you live dependant or independent of it?
How hard or easy is it for you to adapt, or have you been able to have become of it?
I miss your innocent presence, comforting love ,laughs and the gift of unwavering faith that I learnt at its peak with you.
The reality of your life is that it was what humans called a mistake but the essense of your life is one so precious that a word such as a miracle is fitting. Then again, a miracle contained, denied and to be forgotten by everyone but one.
The unforgiving world with expectations so lofty that even the people who set them cannot meet but have perfected the method of putting pressure on those far enough to not come close enough to witness their true realities.
In this life of illusions dear saint, have you found the closest thing to love, to happiness, to living close to real as possible and how are you coping with the illusion of progress? Is it leading to your actual growth or are you deteriorating under the pressure of social standards?
Lifeless saint, wherever you are, I hope all is well with your soul. I send my love to you and your current family, if living ,and are abundantly blessed to have crossed paths with you.
Somewhere out there, I hope you learn quicker than most, that life is an illusion, as real as the dreams you have when you go to sleep, but its an illusion which exists to serve you.
Be aware of your own power ,that inner strength,your inner God … lifeless saint, don’t let them tell you otherwise, you show them!