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Ink And Heartprints

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"clothes and flesh don't hamper me, I am more naked on the page". 

An old soul is dipped in ink, leaving trails of heartprints every way it goes. 
But this souljah is not just a poet, it is a star. A star that has fallen from grace and glory, and now wanders the cosmos in search of the I Am, the great source of love, life and light. 

The interstellar nomad after every lifetime catches a body and a veil in a new star system where love elements abound differently, and since the days of Yore, I Am was and is everything the seeker sought until found, smiling within each mystery. 

The star soul has to remember who it really is, and why it is here and must hurry, before its life cycle reaches the end, turning it into a black hole and is lost to chaos forever.

'Fear not for I Am with you' were the words that lingered within the souljah, echoing since the beginning of time. 
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Existential crisis and perspective. 
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The double strand DNA book;
Works Of Art , and Works Of HeArt. 

Featuring Poetry And Prose. 

⚠️Disclaimer: in the act of reading inside these jotted confines, you are urged to beware of emotional triggers, vivid imagery, and you are dared and advised to keep an open mind. In here, there's literally a thin line between I'm and I am.

Ink and Heartprints is fictitious but not at all self existent, it draws its inspiration from The Gospel Of Jesus Christ - "I Am the light of the world." 

To Almighty God be the Glory. 

Copyright © 2023
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