Behind your eyes is a SPARK. That spark is you.
I changed my name to Mr Twenty Twenty because until we each choose to see clearly what we are, that we are that spark, we will continue to suffer and we will continue to help other people suffer.
Enjoy this tiny article: You Are The Spark
You are that SPARK, and you’ve been told that you are anything but and everything but the spark.
You are the SPARK, but it is so easy to THINK you are anything other than the SPARK. Stop thinking. Be still. Notice you are THE SPARK.
How many ancient texts do you have to read about “not covering your light” and that “you are the light” of the world, before you begin to actually notice that you are?
Don’t try to remember it. Do not try to remind yourself of this. Just stop, stop and notice. you are The Spark.
You can’t remember you are THE SPARK.
You can only notice you are…. THE SPARK.
Men, If you can notice THE SPARK in her – if you stop fantasizing about her breasts, if you stop fantasizing about her bouncing up and down, if you STOP. If you STOP and put your attention on HER – THE SPARK. You will notice your own.
Years ago, I learned Neurolinguistic Programming. I used it to model the most “SPARKY FOLKS” I could find. Many of them were old Native Americans, people with beautiful smiles.
People who noticed THE SPARK, people who had a warmth about them. I invite you to notice THE SPARK that you are.
A tiny little distinction worth noticing.
I am not saying “your spark”. Saying “your spark” separates YOU from THE SPARK that you are.
I invite you to notice me too.
If you want to further EXPLORE THE SPARK let me know. I would love to hear from you
Mr Twenty Twenty
2020@exhostage.com
PS: When I died as a hostage in the Camp Hill Prison Riots, I noticed the truth about THE SPARK that we are. I spent years exploring that, hiding from that, trying to fit in, trying to fit THE SPARK into religion. Trying to fit THE SPARK inside of A CONCEPT – like religion or philosophy hides it, hides you, and fills the room withs SMOKE.
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