She met Death and called him her SOUL MATE

She met death in the graveyard.

She held his hand and gazed into his eyes.

She felt an unexplainable love, an infinite love, a passion for herself, that others have not understood.

….

She held death’s heart, and claimed him as her “twin flame.”

“I marry you, because you are the gateway to my ecstasy. You are the truth.

You are the power. You are the removal of all obstacles.

In you I see my own transformation.

With you, I will always be free.”

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Death reminded her that the end is just the beginning.

Anyone who has ever hurt her, or will ever hurt her, is simply inflicting pain to catapult her transformation.

It was Jesus’ best friend who sent him to be crucified.

It is our parents and our romantic partners who rip us to shreds.

In loving the death process, the pain is a celebration.

In loving death itself, there is reason for true love to end.

Light cannot be bright, without the darkness.

And the darkness is incredibly misunderstood.