A Perfected Me

A story of a journey

Coming here for this life I stepped through,

I don’t know what,

a veil of amnesia? I don’t really know

And it seems so real, why so?

I wandered between worlds created for me,

I roamed and I was free.

At first I was afraid, but not anymore, just my ego clinging to its shore.

The me that is me, still awake and aware, from here now differently I see,

how nothing happened to me, throughout my life. It all happened for me,

especially the strife.

A consciousness, awareness,

I saw it all clear.

Ripple upon ripple

forever outbound, the choices I made,

unfiltered, this time around.

Now I’m choosing to lay it all down.

When I let me go, my higher self will know,

I won’t feel so lost.

Who do I call if I need help when I leave?

I’ll call my quantum self, who sat watching it all unfold impersonally.

In this experience, now do I see, there really was no “we.”

So, when this part is ultimately done,

I’ll sit down with the All to Be and see what’s left to become The Perfected Me.