
Fight, blood, love, grounding, tendrils rooting through the lava, tiger’s eye, breathe in the fire, stop and smell the power. You are safe.
Hunger, playful touches, craving zest upon your lips, passion fruit between your teeth, each bursting seed tastes joyous. You are expanding.
Warmth, shining, humming as you drive, citrine, thinking, charging, becoming. You know where you are going.
Flowing, giving, breathing freely, weaving cocoons of sheer compassion, leaves thread towards the open air. You are healing.
Pure, calming, listening, hearing delicate callings underwater, truths long buried in empty shells, surfacing, vibrating your larynx. You are ready to speak.
Imagine inner vision, intuition, no fear of dying, electric awareness of space and time, sensing reason, fully trusting the meaning of each celestial atom. You know yourself.
Transcending, connecting, spinning a thousand petals bloom in your hand. A pattern emerges revealing a message. It is for you.




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