Priority is greater than me, so many priorities, all the children, following their quest markers, the feelings in their heart, they have to do this, they have to do that, I don’t have the authority, to stop them, my turn is already done, I just watch them as they come, I allow energy to flow, and sometimes I'm a foundation, an offering, or a gift from the heavens, what’s my job here, I don’t know, am I really an administrator, or am I allowed to fuck, when the heavens allow it, lord knows, they've ingrained it into me, generosity, I have so much, a mountain of gold, maybe he’s just checking, how to distribute it, always asking questions, and I’m lazy, a lot of the times, I don’t know how to process it, there’s so much going on, reality is always bending, a lot of the time, it’s not about me, but I’m glad I’m not alone in this place, the heavens have much, to start processing.

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