Universal






I am universal. Everywhere. Interconnected. As one with all and everything

I am the space. The space is my future made manifest.

I am love. I am light.

Divinity is my birthright.

I am the I am presence that is God.

God is within me.

I am of God.

I am Nicola but I am also nameless, no where, no thing, no body...

Spirit.

Breath.

I am that I am

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