Cycle of Soul 💫

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Cycle of a Tree 🌳

from small little seeds it grows and become a tree it nature is to give, fruits with seeds in them and Oxygen for us to breath. 

Cycle of a Human🧘‍♂️🧘‍♀️🧘

from baby grows up and do his/her deeds then past on the deeds to next generations to generations. (pattern are filled with conditions love cause we don't know what happen after dead).

Cycle of soul💫, spirit🌟 (atma🧘‍♀️), atoms🌌, energy⚡ (what ever labels u give)
travel into human body play the role of life on earth, playing role in autopilot, few who play role in manual and enlighten ones knows the knowledge of souls itself but able to live fearlessly, no guilt, detach observer but miss using the knowledge to gain power for themselves. Only few soul who have really awaken, have become soul conscious but still need to make full effort from the drama of life and detach from body conscious. 

To past this test of life to go to kingdom of heaven.  One must make these effort just like when u are in school to past the test:-

• Good Deeds in words, action and Thoughts
• Become a Giver of pure love (like tree giving oxygen)
• Be fearless, bold and dont worry about anything.
• Be in Soul Conscious 
• Detach from drama of body life
• Detach from physical sense 
• Detach from storm in the mind
• Eat healthy earth grow food only
• Consume only uplifting information with ur senses (Eye watch 👀, Ear listen 👂,  Read 📚)
• what ever consume the out comes it from ur action, behaviour and speech 💬

Next level if past the Soul Conscious test
• You will be permanent resident in heaven and never to come back to drama life again. 

If school 🏫 can have levels why not souls 💫

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