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.

I ll call my quantum self,love this 🫶
Beautiful and true words.