THE CROSSING

Our thoughts and emotions radiate out into the ethers that surround us. They become the space junk that oscillates and collects in our spiritual atmosphere. Eventually when we die, that radiation becomes the density upon which we have to pass through in order to make the voyage to the other side. If our thoughts are violent, it is violence we must pass through. If it is compassion, it is compassion we must pass through. Even if we weaponize love, and commit crimes against others out of the self-imposed duty of love, it becomes self-righteousness we must pass through. We determine our terms of engagement. We leave behind the mine field we must navigate, that we had deceived ourselves to believe was meant for others.