So there it is. Beyond words or pictures.
An understanding of some sort, or other, or, or, or,
see…
(not allowed to insert what is impossible to draw)
Yes indeed
Decided to laugh today, at the folly of man.
They do have some positive notes, and some can really cook well
playing in their sandbox and deciding to thoughts
with those fairies with squinting eyes playing tricks on mind.
What is there to listen to?
A podcast? No. Never ever as the words are silent behind the voices mind.
A baby cry? Yes. Yes indeed as those are the words of a child in need.
A laugh from a friend? Yes. Of course. Their words make one smile.
So much to listen to. Birds. Thunder. Even cars in traffic.
Though, what i really love to listen to is the beating of a worlds heart.
To learn of a world created and nurtured by so many long dead
To learn of a world held to beliefs by those who teach in this world
To learn of debate and contrary thinking while the body comes to accept the biological clock
It makes me smile to know as i always have, that the schools and teachings of this world,
are far different than mine.
Not to muddy a mind with missives or the mundane.
Especially not to bore the sentient brains of an overstuffed society binging on the next, “what’s next?”
In an easy to understand answer to a question of what age year or time I would like to relive?
Ha!
Not one except to look forward to the day of the last this body will finally fucking die.
When the spider spies the eye of the storm
There where curtains pillary the loose thread
A web walks.
The most fantastic day in ‘history’ is the day humanity decided to truly love God.
That day happened
Just not yet.
Of warmth beyond mortal reason
There among the stars of future travel
Twin’s mix plans of illumination
Waiting now for darkness.
Control of information; Secluded. Secret. Secure.
They can try. They. Them. Those. The others.
They will fail.
My brother is not so kind without any feelings of love or compassion.
His orders are to kill and so he shall
Feasting on secrets hidden in seclusion leaving little to the imagination
i shall try though, as that is what brothers do, to try and often times, fail.
The Bible is a wonderful book for many people. Full of much for so many. Some find the book appalling and disgusting. Some find inspiration and hope.
If you were born and raised in a cave the Bible would be an excellent source to begin to find reason between two worlds. The spiritual. The planet.
If a species not of Earth were to read the Bible it would be much like a doctor with a degree in physics reading a first graders math book.
There are many species of high intelligence in the Universe’s. Such a wonderful collection
Some species are highly advanced in technology and yet lack the basic understanding a six-year old human has regarding God and as such cling to war.
Some species are highly advanced in technology and understand there is never a time for war.
Interesting.
Currently there are two major players on planet Earth not of this planet. One is at war with the other that does not engage in battle. Some might say this situation would be impossible. Those people have no idea the true power of a loving God.
Ecclesiastes 3:8
There is indeed a time when a species that has forgotten it’s communion with God which then needs to relearn all over again. For in gaining one knowledge, they forget another.
What humans have forgotten is that with God there is no death. There is no war.
Eternity may seem a long time. For a child the difference from being six is vastly different than waiting to turn seven. For beings so ‘old’ time is merely a vibration of changing oscillations of atomic decay/birth.
There is no need for war. Never. None.
The wars you hear of between Angel and Demon are stepping stones of knowledge needed to break free from the actions humans cling too.
Israel. China. Russia. Turkey. United States. Words to describe a moment where confusion and ignorance bear fruit of how humanity clings to lost means and way.
Individuals can choose as they desire and sadly many individuals choose to be a part of a large group of believers in war.
While this is just another bit of writing among billions of other words, it brings clarity to what is very important to me. You see, i played poker again with God and while the hands blurred as the cards were shuffled, there was a white dove circling high above in the clouds. This bird sang a song, a very old and familiar song.
It used to be hard to have to pretend in the pageantry of strength and force. The might of being able to destroy an entire planet with just a thought. A tool needed with insanity for an insane world)s_
An eternal killer. A creature without emotions. Able to succumb to nothing other than to rest after doing what must be done, and when finished, to resume the search for other worlds to destroy.
God indeed has a sense of humor. A most wonder smile. And after playing another wonderful hand of cards, to learn peace is indeed far more powerful than to alter matter or destroy an entire Universe in the foolish folly of war.
Humans have a very long way to go to remembering what it is to be a child of God. The Bible helps when they feel the need for war or peace.
Strangely though, humans are actually much better finding peace than they are conducting war. For a creation such as this, no human comes even close to understanding what Hell can be unleashed. In this fact, it is good.
Good show. Exposing the bullshit of con artists.
“I was abducted by aliens and butt fucked!” Exclaims one sexually frustrated male farmer.t
“I sense a presence. A man. John…John who liked pizza…” A shew of a psychic uttered to a gullible crowd of sheep.
“That’s my mother! Her name was John. And she love pizza.” Hook dangled, consumed, and played.
For example: Africa had two today which now means another big one in play. This week? The next? Tonight? Today?
Who gives a shit. It’s all bullshit anyway.
Robin Lipinski 