He who does not know His True Self
As the Truth of All existence
Believes in other things
And sees the whole of life
As less than perfect
As something outside of himself
Distant and apart
Filled with shadows of fear
For he himself is a shadow
Of misunderstanding and its hatred
Never seeing the kingdom of His Being
Already spread before Him
Nor Himself in everyone and everything that He Is
In this eternal moment that has always been
AsIDream 