Once upon a time, I found myself standing at death's door more times than I could count on my fingers. It was a place of uncertainty and fear, but also a realm where my out-of-body experiences took me to grandiosely glorious destinations. In those moments, I grasped the gravity of existence, like the nose of a Chef detecting the subtlest of flavours. I saw the world through the eyes of a Writer, capturing its beauty and complexity in words, and I possessed the hands of a Masseuse, capable of soothing both physical and emotional pain.

I came to realize that the world had better tastes than its name implied. It was like a smart, cyclical ticking on a gorgeous evening, each moment brimming with potential and favours. My heart lay down to drink from the perfection of existence, finding solace in the laughter of nature's exceptional stare, while my soul patiently waited. At times, in celestial realms beyond comprehension, my heart, and cognitive energy were fixed and reset, allowing me to experience a deeper love than I had ever known during my brief departures. In this blissful state of breathing pleasure, I discovered that the necessity of living consciously and loving equally was my unchanging calling.

In the center of all these, there was a great romance and hint of destiny that made it into my wheeling mission to be beautiful and kind to every benevolent universe that sought to befriend me. With every miracle that crossed my path, I aimed to hit winning shots, fully aware of where I stood - with my feelings, thoughts, intentions, and actions. As a mortal character of a celestial crew, I relinquished my solitary walk and embraced allies in the valleys I was delegated to transverse for my rebirth. This became the resume of my life thus far- the one that intrigued the internal audience, eager for a great narration from any person's point of view I preferred.

Daily, hourly, in the blink of time, God reminded me to be fond of myself, despite how crazy others thought I was for staying faithful to improbable ways, thoughts, and plans, even though I must hold the air as a rope and walk the path with no stairs, as God expected me to, to his attached letters aggravatedly, for the sake of our love affair and my miracles. With sensual and spiritual intensity, I closed the gap between myself and my Lover, eagerly anticipating the magnificent surprises my Lover had in store.

Happy with each fresh day, I drew closer by the minute and hour to the day my Lover had set to reveal what He had been hiding for me to receive. Proving my faith, even though I had been building castles in the black hole that my eyes had not perceived, was just one brick in the future He has hypnotized me to build for myself and everyone else, if I did go within myself and stepped out of the way for him. But first, I needed to find my way back within myself after years of wandering in other people's worlds. And so, my journey continued, fueled by hope and the knowledge that the greatest stories are found not only in external adventures but also in the profound exploration of our own souls.

Now, my days are filled with awe, experiencing wonders that surpass the reach of great lights and torches.