Where are all the truly open people?
The ones who do not mind the other seeing inside their hearts;
the ones whose heartfelt overtures will never be false-starts;
the ones who are always open books rather than closed reactions;
the ones who are full of inner joy with no dissatisfactions;
the ones who aren’t offended or triggered when others speak truth or get real;
the ones who know with ease and grace with their hearts to wholly feel;
the ones who never would “take umbrage” at what other folks may say;
the ones whose outlook, attitudes, are never coloured grey;
the ones who are not fakes who ghost your “friends” list in the end;
the ones who don’t wear masks, disguises — feign to be your friend;
the ones who do not foolishly lay claim that you’re insane;
the ones for whom such crass projection is an act profane;
the ones who will not judge you when they truly know you not;
the ones who refuse to entertain all gossips’ tommyrot;
the ones whose minds move faster than the meresome speed of light, and yet who love to share it with the world, by day or night;
the ones who know what playful means and can also just “let go” — who never “bypass” negatives, for through adversity we grow;
the ones who are developed enough never to bear a grudge; the ones who will use righteousness when they find that they must judge;
the ones who’ve overcome their conditioning from culture, system, school, religion, family, peer group, friends;
the ones who do not follow fashion, bandwagons, fads or trends;
the ones who call a spade “a spade” rather than “a helpful metal tool”;
the ones who do not over celebrities, stars or “influencers” drool;
the ones who greet with spirit rather than barricade with stone;
the ones who for the Truth are willing to stand or die alone;
the ones who are wholly of service to others — will sacrifice themselves;
the ones who into everything will detective-likesome delve;
the ones whose mood is rooted in stability and love (rather than whims or hormones) and whose fiats come from above;
the ones who have now died to self and therefore live for others;
the ones who are not by their suffering, pain or hard times ever smothered;
the ones who are not wilfully in ignorance so mired;
the ones with spirits teachable who by learning are inspired;
the ones who give both seriousness and gladness equal weight;
the ones whose words and actions will together correlate;
the ones who know to gently smile and firmly walk away when other folks will start a fight or raise a vain affray;
the ones who say “be your true self” when you appear before them;
the ones who are intrigued by all and never experience boredom;
the ones who know this cosmos is Divinely staged to end;
the ones who know that all rejecting Truth are self-condemned;
the ones who are not bound by rules invented by mere men;
the ones who follow laws Divine — their precious regimen;
the ones who keep the spirit, not the letter of the law;
the ones who love integrity and always wish for more;
the ones who know they don’t belong upon this fallen sphere — who aren’t deceived by darkness posed as light (this world’s veneer);
the ones who know that Christos came two thousand years ago to build a counterculture here (Ekklesia its name) and through the rescuing of souls all darkness overthrow;
Where are the truly open people on this troubled earth — the ones who long for nothing less than full and whole rebirth.
Please show yourselves and then we can with one another weave, to be the dissidents required — in all this please believe!

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