Pointless being me
It’s pointless being here on earth, living like this…when God exists. [u][/u]
I heard him speak to me in the small hours of the morning, a quiet but strong presence and a voice in my mind. “I know only love” is what God said to me. I asked him why he couldn’t be here with me, and he showed me an image of a person on the ground and then just zoomed out forever…”[i]too big[/i]”. He said “I want to. You won’t believe how much I want to.”
I don’t want to be here anymore. I belong with God.
I want heaven, I want happinesses, I want joy and love and beauty. I want God. I want to move on.
I want access to the whole of myself, the rest of myself beyond this moment.
I heard him speak to me in the small hours of the morning, a quiet but strong presence and a voice in my mind. “I know only love” is what God said to me. I asked him why he couldn’t be here with me, and he showed me an image of a person on the ground and then just zoomed out forever…”[i]too big[/i]”. He said “I want to. You won’t believe how much I want to.”
I don’t want to be here anymore. I belong with God.
I want heaven, I want happinesses, I want joy and love and beauty. I want God. I want to move on.
I want access to the whole of myself, the rest of myself beyond this moment.
