This anointing of and extreme awareness of Presence that God gifted to me is hard to describe, but I will try.
I felt Presence fitted upon my torso like the most thin, delicate, fragile glass breastplate you can imagine.
Imagine that each inhale charges the Presence with a deep white and blue light, and each exhale sends tendrils, vibrations, frequencies, and atoms of that Presence wherever God inspires you to direct your Presence.
In an age of constant distraction, and doing, doing, doing as human doings instead of human beings, most people’s Presence is constantly non-existent or shattered.
So what is my true purpose statement after much reflection and introspection upon the importance of Presence?

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