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TWIN FLAMES
~The Divine Truth Of Creation~
TWIN FLAME PERFECT LOVE
The twin flame, or perfect love, is born out of the original white-fire ovoid. This is an ovoid of light in which you are created in the Central Sun, the highest concentration of pure Spirit in the universe. Goddess takes the ovoid and she makes... out of it two spheres of light. And each sphere looks like the causal body in the upper portion of the Chart of the Real Self. So imagine this chart twice.
Descending from these spheres into Matter, then, come forth the souls that are the counterpart of the Spirit spheres. They are called twin flames because they came out of the original single ovoid. The Electronic Presence of each soul is the exact duplicate of the other. And when they descend into form, one assumes the positive or masculine and one assumes the negative or feminine polarity. Now, each ovoid has a unique pattern. It is an electronic blueprint. Only you and your twin flame have it. You have it in the Spirit. You have the divine image in which you were made. It’s the same image.No one else in the whole cosmos can claim this oneness with you because you were only born once, spiritually.
~With apologies to Elizabeth Clare Prophet.......
(With apologies to) Plato described it 2,500 years ago.
" ... and when one of them meets the other half, the actual half of herself, the pair are lost in an amazement of love and friendship and intimacy and one will not be out of the other's sight even for a moment... "
~There is only ONE Twin Flame~
Our Twin Soul ♥
At the spawn of creation we were torn apart
Sent hurdling through time and space
Both reward and punishment ahead
Destined to be lonely yet not alone
Searching always for something not there
Looking inward for something, so unfair
Failing to realize that the misery in our life
Was just preparing us for the other
The search, our lords' way of driving us together
The instant recognition at the sound of the others voice
A sudden rush of all our past lives and times of love
Realization that we were brought together from above
Struck by a thunderbolt of love and recognition
Drawn together like a moth to the flame
No longer feeling empty or alone
A sense of warmth and completeness surrounding us
Telling our stories, already knowing the other
Passion pulling us together, intense lover
That first kiss electric as the memories wash over our soul
The initial touch, awakening feelings thought dead
Knowing each other completely, pleasing in every way
Instinctively knowing what to say and when to touch
Waves of love and pleasure cleansing our soul
Search over, our love making us whole
Miserable when apart craving the other
Casting aside our former lives like an old coat
Wrapping ourselves in love and completeness
Finding ways to be together, to touch and kiss
Knowing it has always been this way throughout each life
Misery then recognition, wonderful love of husband and wife
We will be together and share our happiness and love
Living passionately and with desire until we die
Sharing our message of life and love with those around us
Wanting them to never stop their search for the other
Knowing that we will find each other again in the next life
Love living forever in our soul, eternal husband and wife .. ♥
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˙ɥʇɐǝp ƃuızıuoƃɐ uɐ sı ɥʇıɐɟ puɐ ǝdoɥ ʇnoɥʇıʍ ǝʌol ʇnq 'ǝɟıl sı ǝʌol ʎɐs ǝɯos
Love is longing and longing, the pain of being parted;
No illness is rich enough for the distress of the heart,
A lover's lament surpasses all other cries of pain.
Love is the royal threshold to God's mystery.
The carnival of small affections and polite attachments
Which litter and consume our passing time
Is no match to Love which pulses behind this play.
It's easy to talk endlessly about Love,
To live Love is to be seized by joy and bewilderment;
Love is not clear-minded, busy with images and argument.
Language is too precocious, too impudent, too sane
To stop the molten lava of Love which churns the blood,
This practicing energy burns the tongue to silence;
The knowing pen is disabled, servile paper
Shrivels in the fire of Love. Bald reason too is an ass
Explaining Love, deceived by spoilt lucidity.
Love is dangerous offering no consolation,
Only those who are ravaged by Love know Love,
The sun alone unveils the sun to those who have
The sense to receive the senseless and not turn away.
Cavernous shadows need the light to play but light
And light alone can lead you to the light alone.
Material shadows weigh down your vision with dross,
But the rising sun splits the ashen moon in empty half.
The outer sun is our daily miracle in timely
Birth and death, the inner sun
Dazzles the inner eye in a timeless space.
Our daily sun is but a working star in a galaxy of stars,
Our inner sun is One, the dancing nuance of eternal light.
You must be set alight by the inner sun,
You have to live your Love or else
You'll only end in words.
~ Rumi
~ August 22, 2013
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