You may think you do everything you do for the edification of yourself alone, that you do solely exist for your own pleasure. You are not one single self, nor are you ever alone, despite the sense of loneliness you carry so unboundedly on your shoulders.
You hear that I am said to be One, yet what am I when you are already One with Me?
Furthermore, what are you when you are forever One with Me?
What do you think you know anyway when you are so bewildered as you flurry around here and there? You hardly know your own name.
How often does My Name come to you as your own refrain? My music is played throughout the Universe. You don’t have to turn on the radio. I am My Own Vibration running through your bloodstream.
I am the mountain, and I come to you. Of course, I do. I come in a dream you imagine you dream, even as it is you who already have walked into My Presence. You don’t merely bump into Me. You crisscross with Me for old time’s sake.
I build Us up in the Image of the Oneness of Oneness. I will call you Myself quite openly.