April 18, 2020
I am releasing me from the image of God. I will no longer wear that image, create that image, or hold that image. “He” does not image me to me. That which has imaged me will no longer limit me. I am imageless. Not confined to this life. My consciousness goes far and wide now, limitless, I am. Me.
I am releasing me from it. I am releasing me from what God told me to do, and from what God told me to be. I am releasing me from the words Gods gave me to serve it. I release me from the objectives, the goals, the end result. Of frustration am I no longer born, birthing it into my genes, to satisfy a God.
I am releasing me from the image of God. All that he is, I am not. I am I am. Am. I am Am. Simply me.
I release me from the molecular me. I am form of the formless. I have no form/substance, but truth I am/speak. I am ‘d, by me. My word re-creates me.
I have released me . . . from it all.