This earth realm that you endeavor to escape from.
Your wounded bodies that yearn for astral travel far and beyond your discernible senses.
So that any aspect of self which remains is entranced by elementals that alleviate your suffering.
Come back dear children.
To this place of density that needs you so right now.
To this place of rooted beings within creation deemed as sacred by the gods as are the heavens.
To this place of madness which can only be remedied by the beauty in which you perceive amidst its complexities.
Yes, you will be wounded time and time again.
You will also be glorified and sanctified, connected to every living creature the stars shine their light upon.
Come back dear children.
This place of density, this place you and your ancestors call home.
For everything that is of earth is of you.