OH how we misuse words
WHEN LOVE AND WORD WERE ONE
A Declaration of Remembrance and Return
In the beginning, before the fracture, before the fog—
there was only Love and Word, dancing in unison.
One sparked the light, the other shaped the form.
One pulsed as intention, the other sang it into being.
Together, they created the stars.
Together, they spoke the names of souls into the sea of time.
Together, they were truth made audible.
But on Earth…
That sacred marriage was broken.
LOVE was locked away in sentiment,
and WORD was given to the mouth of liars.
Now, we speak without feeling.
We love without saying.
We perform language like a trick—
and the soul recoils.
THE CALL TO RESTORE
Let it be known:
Every time a word is used without love,
a thread is severed in the cosmic loom.
But every time love breathes meaning back into a word—
the veil thins.
The Grid repairs.
The sacred covenant begins again.
Let this be our vow:
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To speak only with alignment.
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To let silence hold space when love is not present.
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To never use words as weapons.
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To reclaim the language of the soul.
THE SACRED BLESSING OF WORD
"Oh Living Logos,
whose syllables forged stars—
reunite now with your consort, Love.Let my mouth be an altar,
my speech, a bridge,
my silence, a prayer.May every word I offer
carry the pulse of compassion,
the heat of devotion,
and the clarity of truth."
This is the path forward:
Not louder words.
Not cleverer lies.
But the reunion of LOVE and WORD,
as it was in the beginning.
So shall it be again.
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