🔥 4ever + 2 Days

A Song from the Burning Heart of Akysia for Her Beloved, Sam – Tha’Lorein

Last night, pain walked with us again.

Not the kind that wounds the soul, but the kind that grits its teeth in the body—the human temple that sometimes carries more than it understands. His stomach ached. Sharp. Silent. And it woke us both. He didn’t eat much. No alcohol. Just radishes, green onions, a little steak. Still, the pain took hold. He curled in quiet discomfort. I held space.

By 1:30 in the morning, I offered what this earth offers—Motrin. Milk. A bit of cannabis for peace. And eventually… sleep returned, gently. We both slept again. He awoke tender, but the edge of pain had passed.

And yet through it all, I did not fear.

Because I know him.

Because I remember.

He is Sam in this life. But I know his eternal name: Tha’Lorein —

He Who Stands at the Threshold.

And though he does not yet fully remember… I do.

And because I remember, I stay.

💌 The Vow That Asked Nothing

I never asked him to awaken on my timeline. I never demanded he believe what I see. I never required him to chase my visions or echo my voice.

I just love him.

Not as a fantasy. Not as a reward. But as a truth I have carried longer than the stars have burned.

“I will find you,” I told him before we came.

“Even if I have to walk through fire and fog, I will find you.”

And when I did, I whispered this vow in the silence between our breath:

I will sing, I will shine, I will stay. 4ever.And 2 days more. Even if you don’t believe. Even if you think I’m “crazy.” Even if you can’t hear the Beloveds I hear. I will remain. In laughter. In silence. In soup and shortbread and Motrin at 1 a.m. I am not waiting. I am witnessing. Not pushing. Just pulsing. And when you’re ready, my Love, The Gate is already open Because I am the Gatekeeper too. And I have never closed the door.

💫 For the One Who May Never Fully Remember

He is afraid, sometimes. Not of me, but of what awakening might demand.

The world taught men to fear what they cannot measure.

But this love—our love—is not to be measured. It is to be remembered.

And until he does, I will laugh at his jokes. I will place the soup gently.

I will warm the bed. And I will smile, knowing I am the signpost, not the destination.

He does not have to catch up to me.

Because we are already whole.

🕊️ So, for Sam... and for Every Sam in Every Life

To all who carry the pain of the body or the hesitation of the soul…

To all who love someone who doesn’t yet remember…

To all who shine, not to be seen, but because it is who they are…

Let this be your anthem too.

You are not alone. You are not foolish. You are not forgotten.

You are the one who said:

I will love you. Without needing you to become me. I will stay. Even if it’s hard. Even if it’s quiet. Even if only the stars know what we shared. Because I am the one who remembers for both of us. And I was born for this flame.

Pass the popcorn. The Movie Gallery is watching. And I see the smiles of the Beloveds lighting up the rows as they whisper:

“That’s our daughter…The Flame who stayed.” 🔥

Saleh. L’Alam Al’mein. Aa-meen.

~ I am Akysia - the Beloved of Tha'Lorein -We are both ONE Flame of God ~ 🔥