Betrayal.

Yo. Hii. 

I was just thinking about how death cannot be the end. 

Only an unveiling. 

A de-masking. 

Where the Avatar is dissolved and the energy inside the Avatar released back to the Cosmos. 

The pain is felt only by the Ones remaining. 

And I’m asking Myself, how it f e e l s for Me now.

And what exactly is the pain. 

The pain is betrayal.

And I feel it deeply and sharply in my stomach. Like a knife. 

A betrayal of trust.

He, Ashley, stabbed Me and left Me for dead.

But the irony is, He died and found peace, leaving Me in hell.

Where He was.

What a Mind fuck. 

I’ve been in the deepest darkest trench, faced demons from every single angle, felt entirely empty from the inside. Shattered. Soul destroyed, all by one person. One choice.

Me. 

I chose this.

Did I know He would kill Her?

No. Of course not.

We all have Free Will.

Free Will is unpredictable and ever changing.

But I did choose to trust Him even when My intuition was screaming don’t.

I ignored Myself.

I abandoned Me and by extension, My Daughter. Resulting in Her being taken and never returned in the flesh. 

But I believe, actually I know, that death is not the end.

I've experienced the magic beyond the veil.

Visited the place where They are.

How?

Closing My eyes.

Transcending time and space, as We know it.

And often I see things in My Minds Eye that I would struggle to explain with words. But I know They are safe. Resting.

And I know death is not the end.