words will never come close to describing...

i would never have thought it possible, for one man to open up my soul to such an extent as he did, in the space of one year. suddenly my world consists of the ethereal, and the word "reality" just does not mean the same as it once used to. what use is money to us here? what use is anything material? i would rather spend my remaining years living my passions, and experiencing this existence on every plane and dimension possible for us. how did the human race manage to become so ignorant towards our superconcious - the wisdom the awaits to be unfolded in us all? why do we hate so much and love so little? why is there no respect for each and every human life on this planet? francois had so much to say about this. it all affected him so deeply. is it just easier to turn a blind eye - not to think about it. for now, i listen. to my soul and my spirit. this body is mortal. i am not. what i do in this life i do in honour of you all the wisdom you gave me all the unconditional love we shared all the enlightenment that remains with me i am left to survive this and i will i am receiving projections of your conciousness i am sending out ripples to reach you i am aware of you, here and everywhere and inside of me you, who showed me what love really means