I Am Here

Summary

Dive into the depths of self-reflection and find value in solitude. Discover how your thoughts create a radiant aura around your idealized self.

I am here, but what does that mean if there is no one else with me? I can find value in and of myself when I am alone to myself, yet what is my reward, what are my fruits of comfort?

Created by my thoughts a halo appears as an aura of glory surrounding my idealized person.

My nimbus is manifested from my need, a glowing light that encircles the hidden depths of my hoped for and my vivid dreams stands in front of me as a shadowy realism.

I am pleased that I am here, yet the land is vast, and a place of shelter is elusive. I can have satisfaction in being myself, but it lacks emotional depth if there is no one to share myself with. A product of the earth stands before me.

Not as a vapor or a mist, my deep feelings is a glowing tower in front of me having a form stronger than my wishes, and a substance that is completing. Beside the rivers Orange and Purple, my fantasies springs to life.

I am here and there is no fear because I am not seeing an illusion. I know comfort in solace, but comfort without contentment is no remedy for that innate need for companionship.

In the middle of no place to turn a halo formed, and the name of that halo is “That for which I have longed.” Many takes companionship for granted not reckoning on its absence but one who has not experienced the light of day can relish its rays.

I am here, and who cares about that except me. I can make-believe that I am me, but who am I without an impeccable method of verification?

Silver lights shining brightly in my heart and mind encircled by a halo of unquestionable love and respect verifies my being.

This knowledge of self is pinned against the inner ear of my consciousness and held securely by my awareness. It is not a drumroll making a noise, but the joy of my heart singing a fabulously brilliant song.

Over there, is nowhere, because I am here. Even before I realized myself, I am here. Not a whisper among many or an animated expression of matter.

I am here, not because I believe or even know. My nimbus assures me that I am a fan stirring the winds of her emotions and the producer of her explosive comings.

I am grateful that I am aware that I am here so that I can fully appreciate the halo for its appearing. I know nothing beyond what I know, therefore I know that a glowing light has come to be a companion to me.

The stillness of my thoughts has been beautifully occupied by a determinative imprint, one of which is the capstone of being, and now I know as never before.

I am here, and here is everywhere that my thoughts sheds more light on my person. Not because I know, but because I only know what I know, and what I know is soft and radiant light motions consisting of a halo standing in front of me.

I am here, and if you don’t believe it, just ask me.

This I know for sure because my mother anointed my being when I was in her womb.