Laying in bed at night with a sliver of hope that one of these days you will recognize the blood, sweat, and tears I have put into my craft. The taunting process has taught me one of the most influential lessons my mind has yet to learn. An infinite amount of efforts can never earn validation through someone at a lower stage of consciousness than the consciousness of the efforts being given. The soul already knows this and acts in love no matter what. Like the last runner in the race, the mind plays catch up to learn the lesson. A disciplined mind will understand, a naive mind must mature through many generations to grasp this lesson. Simply allow your soul to hold your minds hand through this lesson for your mind is much too scared at this present moment to be alone.
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