I Am That

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 What is the truth about life? Why are we here? Who are we really? Divine spirits in human bodies? Did we come here to do the things we do? Or have we all missed out on the real reasons for being?

The pettiness, the back-stabbing, the envy and the hate. Where did all this come from? And why? Where did pain and poverty come from? Did we create it? And the abuse? The massacre's? And yet we are supposed to be divine? 

It all comes down to the choices we make. Like choosing to remind ourselves we are divine. Yes, one needs to keep repeating to oneself. This crazy world we live in does not reflect who we really are. We are not petty mortals with decaying flesh, only. We are much, much more. 



I Am That (Charlie), Oil Painting on Canvas, 36" x 48", 2021







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