AWAKE proud King! AWAKE proud Queen!
The time for sleeping has passed.
The sun has risen. The dawn of a new day has come.
AWAKE!
Wakefulness casts out the shadows of the sleeping mind.
Truth has exhausted patience.
It demands this moment.
AWAKE!
Step into your rightful place hue-man!
Finite physicality must bear witness to infinite spirituality.
AWAKE!
See the consciously ascended master.
You’ll know them by their crown.
Each kink, coil, and curl speaks a truth unheard by sound but seen by the third eye.
They answer to I AM.
Unlike diamonds, silver, or gold; these crowns carry a value unfathomable to the mind indoctrinated to a temporal 3-D existence.
These crowns fly in the face of the universe.
Defying gravity, these kinks, coils, and curls laughingly toss the laws of physics to the side.
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Contrary to the weary body, lazy intent, or detained mind, these crowns perpetually reach upward paying homage to the Sun of God.
Source: Google Images
Each strand is a divine antenna; transmitting and receiving sacred knowledge that the universe tunes to my personal frequency.
My hair is a living testament.
My hair challenges 'his-story'. It tells the true story of that from which I came.
My hair helps create my environment.
It releases pheromones- primordial potions- that draw and drive experiences into my reality.
More than cosmetic, my hair is cosmic.
My hair is divine.
I am divine.
I AM THAT I AM!