where the night is wonderful,
where the forest opens out under the moon
and the living things sing terribly
that only the present is eternal
and that all things having a past and a future
are doomed to
pass away!
Thomas Merton
(full poem in Read More
at end of Afternoon Photos)
FROM
"RANDOM PICK" ARCHIVED FILES
2008
IN YOUR ORIGINAL TRUTH OF HEAVENWORLD…
THE ONLY TRUTH AND PATH
YOU CAN EVER WALK
ON THE PLANET…
THIS IS A RAPTURE AND BLESSED ASSURANCE
FAR BEYOND ANYTHING SEEN ON PLANET EARTH…
ANY NEGATIVITY IS TO BE USED
FOR FUEL FOR RAPTURE AND BLESSED ABUNDANCE
WHOSE SOURCE
IS FAR BEYOND HUMAN REALMS/REALITIES.
IS AS FAR FROM YOU AS ARE THE ANTS
BEING EVOLVED ANTS IN THEIR ANTHILLS.
BE WARY OF DISTURBING THEIR WAY OF LIFE
OR YOU WILL SUFFER GREATLY
FROM THEIR BRAND OF POISON…
AS YOU ARE THEN THEIR ENEMY.
ACCORDING TO THEIR OWN LEVELS…
THEY ARE JUST AS THEY ARE.
THE REASON
YOU EXPERIENCE SO MANY LIES AND DOUBLE TALK
IS BECAUSE YOU ARE NOT OF THEIR GENRES…
AND SO LONG AS YOU PRETEND
TO BE IN THEIR WORLDS
OR ABSORB ANYTHING FROM THEM AS “REALITY”,
YOU MY DEAR,
ARE IN A STATE
OF “LIES” AND “DOUBLE TALK”
WITH YOUR OWN SOUL.
THE ONLY HOPE IS TO BE
WITHOUT SO-CALLED HUMAN THOUGHTS
AND ESPECIALLY WITHOUT WORDS/CHATTER
IN THEIR REALMS.
AS ALL ELSE IS A LIE
TO YOUR SOUL AND TRUTH OF BEING.
WHEN YOUR ‘SEEING’ FRIEND TOLD YOU
THAT PEOPLE SEE YOU
EXACTLY AS THEY ‘SEE’ SPIRITS
FROM OTHER DIMENSIONS.
YOU WILL CEASE TALKING OR THINKING.
YOU WILL CEASE
EVER SUCCUMBING TO THE SEDUCTION
OF EXPLAINING, TEACHING, PREACHING,
CHANGING ANOTHER…
OR
EVEN THE PRETENSE OF BEING HUMAN.
from
Random Pick
3:49 AM-2/11/18
THE GALACTIC TEACHINGS v.V
For those born
“already dead”
(to lies
of
human domestication*)
*term from
The Four Agreements
Don Miguel Ruiz
Harbour Island, Bahamas
January – March 2001
ew
AFTERNOON...
Only if you make your body and mind shut up, it will speak.
Sadhguru
be surrounded by
the imagination of saints, warriors and the collective soul…..
https://makebelieveboutique.com/2012/12/12/4484/
See Read More Below
for entire
Thomas Merton poem: Firewatch
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