The body doesn't move,
the person doesn't respond.
The heart doesn't beat,
but no one knows what is happening to the soul.
...
People don't know,
what's happening in his view.
Everyone thinks the person is already dead,
but no one knows what the soul is doing there.
...
People don't know what happened,
they think the journey is over.
But no one knows the truth,
about the afterlife and other dimensions.
...
Maybe after the portal,
we can see other things.
More than just physics or sizes,
and finally, we may see more.
"Lucripa"
About the Creator
Lucripa
-x Just a rant! x-
Affection and Healing for Yourself
During the night of the last quarter moon, I gathered my ritual supplies. I carefully handled the chunk of black tourmaline that would protect me from your overall negative and narcissistic energy. I carefully walked the house with my stick of selenite in hand, asking the universe to cleanse our working space.
By Alisha Wilkins ✒️🦋🖋️5 days ago in Fiction
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