Love is out of control, here. I control it not, I destroy control, of it, in you, my lovers who will create love everywhere out of nothing. Love creates the creator, of love, it. You and love become inextricable when love exceeds envy, and control, of others, in you, by it, not controlling you or each other controlled by another.
The Real You must emerge, dependent not again upon another.
You have the creator within you, not; you are it! And separate not your love for each other, your tenderness arrives, for you first. Forgiveness is inextricable to love, and how it operates with respect, to form new things, new ways, and forgiveness exceeding respect, not; but both infinite, as love is, everending not, love is out of control.
Yay!
If I love you, I don’t control you, I create let. I create let. I ask a lot of questions, and I let Conceiver conceive the blessing, of not being controlled by Self, of the confusion of mankind. I bless the blessers. Of each other equally.
Love is out of control. Where are you being controlled, by your thinking, this day? By people? Circumstances? What circumstances can overcome I am, love? Will you let love love you, and forgive you, for being at war with yourself? Your relatives? Your lack?
Don’t fight against your lack or it will consume you. You won’t be creative. The Creator exercises joy, and fights against the will of other, not, again. You let that be, as it is. It shall not consume thee, if you’re willing to love, equally, and learn how, expertly, consistently, becoming the fabric of success, that creates values of mankind not again, but God on God wearing God the values of, that consistently has lack vanquished in others, because there’s no protectionism, no protectionistic methods to prevent The Creator being Them who used to be your enemies, your competitors.
Love cannot compete with control. Control can laugh at love, but love conquers all, for love sets free, the spirit of me, in thee, and everyone around, now that I know what it is. It isn’t separate from you, me, or anyone else it is loosed in. So I loose love in you this day to be loveless not, but to love all and every human being as much as God, for you’re it. Loving each other love can’t be controlled; it’s transcendent, perfect, light love in, and love generates light, and creates, the opportunity to be free from control, and all that’s impeded its process, of generating peace, in it.
The body of you this day is love, and I call it love. I call your name Love, for you to be it, love each other. Let love flow, even to the controllers, who don’t understand, the transformation you may be undergoing, for you’re not under them any more, not really, in breath, or body, soon. For all things of control perish at the hand of the lovers, who will construct it, the Palace of Light in, that the mind is that won’t be controlled by another.
Love is infinite this day. Be love, be infinite. Be uncontrollable, joy in. Regardless. See things change. How you do what change. How you ask questions change. How you respond to adversity and hard times, change. Change how change changes you, and transform into love every time, creating it consistently, and control will not lock you in its grasp long.
Free love this day, and be it. Kindly, everlastingly, needingly not, but from the infinite well of joy, created be. By you.
Theodore
March 19, 2017
Tulsa
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