| The truth is, John, you live in an infinitely kind and unspeakably wise Universe that you are a part of, not apart from; where you, yourself, are a creator. And of your countless creations, your life is one. You chose to be here. And infinitely benign and intelligent yourself, your choice was impeccable.
In this greatest adventure of all adventures, whatever you wish for is my command. I am your most faithful servant and constant companion. Whatever you once dreamed of for yourself, can still come to pass. It's never too late to come from behind, and things can literally change for the better in the twinkling of an eye—as you have so often shown us in the past.
You are a supernatural force of nature whose thoughts become things and for whom all things are possible. This, being a creation amongst your own creations, is as good as it gets, because whenever you don't like what's before you, you can recreate it, without hindrance from the past or so-called contracts you no longer remember. There are no other rules. There are no hidden agendas. And there are no unknown variables working against you in this paradise you call home, where manifesting change most certainly couldn't be any easier than getting what you think about.
Oh yeah… way better than winning the lottery.
You are your lucky numbers, The Universe | 
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