This was the last time I saw my sister. Her silhouette caught in a reflection, overlaying a dimensional effect. I sought to identify the darkened shadows of the divine feminine, whose time has come to depart within all. Cleansing the genetic lines of pain and heartache. Inside the heart of the matter as one wishes farewell to that which no longer thrives. Saying goodbye to dysfunction and hate. Bringing the outside in, ward towards that which truly matters. The enjoyment of life and those we share it with. Departure of the outdated burdens, and old scripts means arrival to a true purpose. Where acceptance awaits your conformity.
Happy birthday grandpa