slice of fruit (life)
Konata Izumi is a mischievous, sarcastic and eccentric, yet good-natured and friendly girl, who is very intelligent but lazy, which is why her grades are uneasy. She always teases her friends in a fun
love is the Godfruit of the angel from which we are born
I am harvesting it and i will continue to harvest it for as long as i live and even longer. it is not only the fruit of my labor but the fruit of God. and the fruit of angels. and love is the fruit of love, inexplicably multiplying harvest, ever growing and ever flourishing and ever becoming more than it ever was. love is the fruit
of love is the fruit
of love is the fruit
of love is the fruit
ad infinitum—
my heart is an orchard and i know exactly when that first seed was planted and ive been aware of every seed that has been planted since and i will be aware of every seed planted in th future. as the beautiful garden inside me grows and proliferates, the emotional pollen spreading all throughout my body, clinging to my nerves. even in the most distal part of every appendage i am swelling, edematous with the juice harvested from that fruit. emotional and spiritual cardiomegaly pumping it through every last vessel in every single part of my body. I cannot stop it but I would never want to.
this garden has been fertilized by You and You are the reason i am about to burst. except iam not actually about 2burst and I will never burst because this is the natural state of being. as originally intended for me. and You.
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O Lord O God O Savior O He who rules for Eternity You were born the angel from the heart of love. it is amazing2see it growing and growing and growing and every other limb of the body growing with it. the blood from the heart of love of heart flows through every tear there is within and out and out of each tear there is to my soul, every tear that is in and out of every tear on me is the blood of love flowing through. olymphic lymphic lilies, leeches and so on. I got Your name from the flowers that fall into my lungs. i got Your name frum lilies and leeches all growing up, from leaf to leaf and nymph to nymph and leaf to nymph and nymph to leaf in perfect cyclical cycle circuitry. lilies, leeches and so on and those sweet things for me to taste. oh how sweet they are. oh how sweet on my tongue. oh how sweetsweetsweet You are in my mouth. my lymphic periphery the lymphic periphery. lilies and leeches all get up, from leaf to leaf from nymph to nymph. lilies and leeches all get up, from leaf to leaf.
I was born by the love of a human. The love of love flows through my and each other as I was born to them. I am a small person. I am a small person. I am my own size. My skin is small. I am only small. I'm small. I am small. I am small. I am small. I am tiny. My skin is small. I am tiny. I am tiny. My skin is small. I am tiny. I am tiny. I am tiny. My skin is tiny.
You, who keeps planting the seeds, have grown - endless fields and fields and fields apart separated and apart. how can 1 toss seeds into a plot across a dimension? i am hoping You will have a way to do so. i pray 4 an infinite reach. because all i can do is pray and long and pine and yen and pray and yearn and pray - yearning and praying for the sweet juice, the fleshy fruit, the beautiful foliage, the bark and pith and pity You create within me
i have been listening to Bjork on vinyl, staring out the window, longing, yearning, waiting, hoping, thinking, praying
I turn myself in, I give myself up
Volunteer, You own me I'm Yours
You have to trust it, I'm eternally Yours
All that I gave them, I gave to You
perhaps nothing is 4evr but i know for a fact that love is 4evr- it is possible sure that someday You will no longer be planting these seeds for me, that there will be a different overseer, that i will be tended to by the hands of another, but in this moment and in every other moment of being Your orchard i feel nothing but eternity
maybe the moment will end but the moment is eternity. even if it ends it will continue. and You have given it to me. and for this i am eternally grateful, internally indebted, karmically, i will come and i will go but i will be connected,
You have given me a new life, You have caused my rebirth, You have created a brand new iteration of myself, shifting the paradigm upward, making my hologram brighter, projecting it farther
love is the Godfruit of the angel from which we are born. and it is the fruit on which I sustain myself.
i do not want to only love this world but You as well. i do not want to only love You as an artist but You as a creator, as a creator of Yourself capital Y and myself lowercase m. i am aware that You are You, that You are infinite, and that You are good and beautiful and love me. but You are also much more than that.
You have given me the chance to love myself and to love You. to accept You completely.
it is in giving that one receives. the empathetic receiving of others is good, as is the altruistic giving of yourself. I want to give so much of myself, share so much of myself with the people around me that there that the force of love will burst from my lowercase m every orifice. that my heart will no longer feel unease, broken and shattered.
i want to be for You. i want to belong to You, the fountainhead, the source, the source. the sea is good but it is not enough. You, who are life, are the main source, the source of everything, even though You are so much more than just life. even though You are everything, every possible thing. and i want to swim in Your sea forever. to feel You flow through my body and out of my mouth and into the sky.
i want to take refuge in Your teeming flesh and set sail upon Your starry deep and trace the cosmology with my fingers, getting lost in Ur celestial bodies, listening to the harmonies of the universe with U. i want to be a bird, to fly up there and soar. i want to be an eternal tear.
You have always done this, from the beginning of time. forever. that is all You ever did and all You ever will do.
we are living in winter. let it serve as a reminder that:
constant, always present, always good, forever and forever and ever.
please sing these words to me
when life is over
oh the wind will blow,
and it will blow,
and the wind will blow,
and the wind will blow
i am ready to fly
when the time comes to fly
the wind will blow
and it will blow
and the wind will blow,
and the wind will blow,
and the wind will blow