the early humanitarians budded and bloomed after much of their own life situation flowered in their due season and that is including Jesus… there are thirty silent years of Jesus’ life when God was working in him with him and through him behind the scenes, if you will- away from the spotlight. This most trampled on rose who was later crowned with thorns, maybe the same thorn from the roses he represents. His thirst was quenched with vinegar and wine maybe wine vinegar
July 31, 2008
July 30, 2008
Allies, and their blessings
Allies*********************Blessings-
fear***********************************courage
anxiety*******************************serenity
anger*********************************calmness
insecurity****************************security
worry*********************************reassurance
mistrust*******************************trust
frustration****************************satisfaction
impatience****************************patience
resentment****************************appreciation
reproach******************************commend
guilt***********************************innocence
shame*********************************humility
jealousy*******************************celebration
doubt*********************************certainty
blame*********************************responsibility
control********************************surrender
force***********************************power
ignorance*****************************knowledge
regret**********************************acceptance
remorse*******************************dignity
pity***********************************forgiveness
greed*********************************contentedness
abandon******************************attraction
insecurity*****************************security
self confidence************************God-confidence
secrets*********************************disclosure
halftruth*******************************truth
bitterness*******************************sweeteness
neglect*********************************care
normal*********************************unorthodox
discord********************************harmony
past/future**********************************present
fear***********************************courage
anxiety*******************************serenity
anger*********************************calmness
insecurity****************************security
worry*********************************reassurance
mistrust*******************************trust
frustration****************************satisfaction
impatience****************************patience
resentment****************************appreciation
reproach******************************commend
guilt***********************************innocence
shame*********************************humility
jealousy*******************************celebration
doubt*********************************certainty
blame*********************************responsibility
control********************************surrender
force***********************************power
ignorance*****************************knowledge
regret**********************************acceptance
remorse*******************************dignity
pity***********************************forgiveness
greed*********************************contentedness
abandon******************************attraction
insecurity*****************************security
self confidence************************God-confidence
secrets*********************************disclosure
halftruth*******************************truth
bitterness*******************************sweeteness
neglect*********************************care
normal*********************************unorthodox
discord********************************harmony
past/future**********************************present
shifting from left-brain/right brain to full brain presents the course that is most right and most fulfilling of each now- with its gifts as presented; left brain and right brain live together happily ever after
July 29, 2008
letting life unfold
When the decision to live in the present comes alive, the only other thing to do is to lay down the cross; for that in fact is what Jesus did when he chose to resurrect himself as soon as he understood what God used his mind-body to accomplish.
Jesus realized that it was not meant to be a permanent state of agony; he had to free himself and that is the witness he is serving even to this day. the hole in his hands and sides did not varnish; in other words OmniGod never took it away; at least I have yet to come up with anything other than the story where Jesus used his scars to help out Thomas. Jesus did not, after that incident, berate anyone, or himself for what had happened.
I am yet to discover evidence that said that Jesus encouraged unnecessary suffering as a means to appease his death, resurrection and wherever the bible supports remembering Jesus was not limited to the last 3 days of his earth life... to me that encompasses his three years of active ministry and even his lineage. I mean why would he use what was to enable him to be taken up on a cloud and the next thing he was seated at the father's right hand... who were the witnesses to that awe wow a-ha moment?
There must have been some left brainers and right brainers side of the story!
There is no where- or is it nowhere- in the bible teaching where it indicated that Jesus kept running back to the cross and doing it all over again every time someone misses OmniGod’s mark. This, to me, would be spiritual enslavement to suffering and knowing God as I begin to understand God firsthand, OmniGod would never do something like that!
I can breath a sigh of redemptive salvation as I make sense of why God would kill Jesus to prove a point… the price is not on the heads of the blind followers. It is on the one who is leading the blind to a place where its soul cannot breathe.
Pilate washed his hands and it would be a great idea to follow this man’s example and of course his wife’s foresight.
There is no where- or is it nowhere- in the bible teaching where it indicated that Jesus kept running back to the cross and doing it all over again every time someone misses OmniGod’s mark. This, to me, would be spiritual enslavement to suffering and knowing God as I begin to understand God firsthand, OmniGod would never do something like that!
I can breath a sigh of redemptive salvation as I make sense of why God would kill Jesus to prove a point… the price is not on the heads of the blind followers. It is on the one who is leading the blind to a place where its soul cannot breathe.
Pilate washed his hands and it would be a great idea to follow this man’s example and of course his wife’s foresight.
as for me, I ascend my mental faculty to the OmniGods' availability and portion and let OmniGod multiply the talents endowed on me for its purpose: one leg dancing is much better praying stance than camel posing.
whoever exclaimed that OmniGod takes away his blessings must have been preying to left brain attitude.
my body sways and waves; my mind bumps and grinds while my spirit soar and gyrate and that is a good way to resurrect and let life unfold!
OM!
July 28, 2008
serious statistics
According to an article on Statistics Canada website: http://www.statcan.ca/Daily/English/031212/d031212c.htm, the following facts were the result of a Community Health survey on Gambling:
Provincial and territorial government of Canada generates twelve Billion dollars every year from gambling and casinos
Mind you, that is over and above the income tax and other legitimate payroll deductions before net paycheck- take home compensation
That take-home compensation then winds its way to join in unholy matrimony through the aisles of gambling…talk about seduction!
The government can always say ‘it wasn’t me’ but whoever legalized the act of gambling is itself an accessory and the statute applies to all in a democratic organization
Covetousness disguised as manna
Though matter how fancy the helmet or how secure it is strapped to the rat’s head as it is prepared to approach the swiss chees in plain sight, the trap is still a trap to do what a trap does. It may not necessary kill the rat, still it can trap a rat and that is just what happens to the money in the slot machines and as if that is not enough you have to watch it as it tempts, taunts and haunts the mind that has some explaining why there is no food, no home, no family, no will to live…
The survey goes on to share this facts base on its survey
Problemed gamblers are the highest category to commit suicide in Canada
maybe they were too busy to read the 'gambler’s anonymous' rules " know your limit, play responsibly
problemed gamblers are more likely to have the highest rate of alcohol dependency and substance abuse, serious financial, social, physical, emotional problems
people under thirty are more prone to become problemed gamblers
go figure, crime is more likely to be encouraged and escalate when encouraged to have it all
the result of not being able to have it all as promised, brings on a whole new mindset to have it all and it is perpetuated by the one who already has it all and made to believe that it should want just a little bit more.
This is to me, the trophy of "the survival of the fittest” syndrome and the crack and cocaine of the legal drug dealer-promise pumping industry and gambling endorsers. The bet is human being- life of humanity. When life boils down to a trade off as a means to an end... humanity is in serious danger of extinction and may very well become the next endangered species; if that becomes a logical fact, then stones and storms will evolve to do God's work because, unlike the stock market, God is always on duty and can use stones and storms if it has to.
Provincial and territorial government of Canada generates twelve Billion dollars every year from gambling and casinos
Mind you, that is over and above the income tax and other legitimate payroll deductions before net paycheck- take home compensation
That take-home compensation then winds its way to join in unholy matrimony through the aisles of gambling…talk about seduction!
The government can always say ‘it wasn’t me’ but whoever legalized the act of gambling is itself an accessory and the statute applies to all in a democratic organization
Covetousness disguised as manna
Though matter how fancy the helmet or how secure it is strapped to the rat’s head as it is prepared to approach the swiss chees in plain sight, the trap is still a trap to do what a trap does. It may not necessary kill the rat, still it can trap a rat and that is just what happens to the money in the slot machines and as if that is not enough you have to watch it as it tempts, taunts and haunts the mind that has some explaining why there is no food, no home, no family, no will to live…
The survey goes on to share this facts base on its survey
Problemed gamblers are the highest category to commit suicide in Canada
maybe they were too busy to read the 'gambler’s anonymous' rules " know your limit, play responsibly
problemed gamblers are more likely to have the highest rate of alcohol dependency and substance abuse, serious financial, social, physical, emotional problems
people under thirty are more prone to become problemed gamblers
go figure, crime is more likely to be encouraged and escalate when encouraged to have it all
the result of not being able to have it all as promised, brings on a whole new mindset to have it all and it is perpetuated by the one who already has it all and made to believe that it should want just a little bit more.
This is to me, the trophy of "the survival of the fittest” syndrome and the crack and cocaine of the legal drug dealer-promise pumping industry and gambling endorsers. The bet is human being- life of humanity. When life boils down to a trade off as a means to an end... humanity is in serious danger of extinction and may very well become the next endangered species; if that becomes a logical fact, then stones and storms will evolve to do God's work because, unlike the stock market, God is always on duty and can use stones and storms if it has to.
while it is good that God can use stones and storms, I rather be, not a stone or storm
my question therefore is, is that a personal trouble or a social trouble and which one came first?
Dear OmniGod,
Dear OmniGod,
The world and all that is in it needs a Haphakh from its own insanity
Can nature destroy itself?
The answer is
The world and all that is in belongs to God and God alone
What nature enjoys creating for good is still good
what it took brains to construct is destroying exactly what it constructed; that is why the stock maket and even the fanciest castle is prone to collapse that disclaimers cannot sustain.
The answer is
The world and all that is in belongs to God and God alone
What nature enjoys creating for good is still good
what it took brains to construct is destroying exactly what it constructed; that is why the stock maket and even the fanciest castle is prone to collapse that disclaimers cannot sustain.
how’s that for an audit!
That is why I believe that census used for reasons other than remedial use of fixing what can be fixed is no census at all and, thanks to the Charter of Human Rights and Freedom which overthrows all the statutes of the nation, there is the choice of saying “ no thanks, I choose not to participate in compliance act
and I quote
'The Charter of Rights and Freedoms sets out certain individual rights and freedoms that cannot be infringed upon by the government. Since the government acts through statute law, the Charter limits the legislative authority of the government. If a court finds that a statute violates a right or freedom protected by the Charter, the court will rule that the statute is unenforceable."
Source: Criminal Law and the Canadian Criminal Code: 4th edition, Richard Barnhorst, B.A., LL.B; Sherrie Barnhorst, B.A., LL.B
That is a safe way to save selling the soul when nothing else is left to hand over.
How's that for an audit!
July 27, 2008
Reflecting on what Jesus meant…
Reflecting on what Jesus meant when he beckoned the women who were lamenting his crucifixion: “weep not for me; weep for you selves and your children”.
Was that a warning, blessing, curse, an eye opener, a mind charmer, fortitude awakening?
This makes stewing in my own juices more appetizing, most delicious and nutritiously nurturing so I can digest the message firsthand. I am beginning to enjoy Jesus’ attitude and teachings and the Word is more digestible.
When I asked OmniGod for some hard spiritual dumplings there must have been a round of applause in the cosmos as thunder, lightening and wind began to play music in gratitude to God for their assignment.
It is the same Word, the same testings! Somehow the shift in my perspective of life situations made the same Word new every reading!
When God gave the devil a foothold on Job there was one condition-boundary, if you will- do not kill him- his spirit is off limits; his choice to choose OmniGod is still up to OmniGod.
That weakened the devils strategy on winning Job from its Essence, in an instant. It took Job 42 chapters of testings and temptation and still his heart never swayed with the devil testiness. Though matter what, Job feared OmniGod- kind of like the vine connecting the branches to yield grapes to make wine just the way the meal likes it.
The stronghold was no match for the Almighty strength and still today that fact hold enough truth to make me want to thank God for my breath, my shebangs and, for life.
Isn’t that wonderful!
July 26, 2008
Paradoxical headlines
The criminal among us!
The criminal among us are the same ones we create
The mind that designed the currency is the mind that designs the counterfeit and, watch out!
The mind that invented the mint is the mind that invents the counterfeit machine
The same mind that conjured slavery, social policy aka laws, more, norms, class etc ..etc is the same mind in chains of bondage
The same mind that discouraged men from equal parenting responsibility so it trades it parenting role and children and offered instead a corporate ladder is the same mind that berets the parent and heaping hot coals on their heads
The us who thinks they have nothing to do with it have everything to do with it
The mind that invented excuses is the mind that is also responsible for having invented the excuses
The mind which so readily can identify a criminal had to also be the mind of a criminal
How else would the uncriminal know a criminal when it is sees what it thinks is a criminal- a common criminal at that!
The criminal among us are the same ones we create
The mind that designed the currency is the mind that designs the counterfeit and, watch out!
The mind that invented the mint is the mind that invents the counterfeit machine
The same mind that conjured slavery, social policy aka laws, more, norms, class etc ..etc is the same mind in chains of bondage
The same mind that discouraged men from equal parenting responsibility so it trades it parenting role and children and offered instead a corporate ladder is the same mind that berets the parent and heaping hot coals on their heads
The us who thinks they have nothing to do with it have everything to do with it
The mind that invented excuses is the mind that is also responsible for having invented the excuses
The mind which so readily can identify a criminal had to also be the mind of a criminal
How else would the uncriminal know a criminal when it is sees what it thinks is a criminal- a common criminal at that!
the mind of the ciminal is doing what the mind of a ciminal was once taught by clever clan
The same mind that once was compliant to just saying say aye, is the one now saying neigh after removing the wool and mole from its eye- it's mind's eye
The same mind that blames is the same mind that failed to take responsiblity to make a change and the same mind that now takes responsiblity for its part reshaping humanity- inclusive collective consciousness
A banana peel protects the banana from bruises; it can also cause a nasty fall
Masterminding is intelligence abused; authority misused
It spread its sewage everywhere
A banana peel protects the banana from bruises; it can also cause a nasty fall
Masterminding is intelligence abused; authority misused
It spread its sewage everywhere
so you see, mind
you try and try
you can blow the house down
the bell continues to toll
no belling the cat can alert the dead
spirit must remain free of bondage
no more shoehorning God
you try and try
you can blow the house down
the bell continues to toll
no belling the cat can alert the dead
spirit must remain free of bondage
no more shoehorning God
July 25, 2008
Unmounting the Sermon on the Mount
align="justify">Same ritual different approach
Some want its members to remember the memory of the crucifixion while they enjoy the resurrection of the bloody spirit.
Then and again it is the guilty that need to be washed in the blood. There is one denomination where the actors can’t have enough of the content of the chalice. They rinse it out and drink it to the last drop and then intoxication becomes a Christ practice with permission.
The mass is ended; go in peace to love and serve God
Well psalm 75 must have been documented as proof of the spirit at work among us amidst Essence.
Church is everywhere all the time in timeless fashion to serve and be served; not deserve, serve. That is my personal guidelines of church.
align="justify"> From unconsciously competent to consciously competence
thirteen is such an unlucky number, how come the GST+PST is such a good idea
lower income is rewarded with breaks and tax returns. Where is the cream of one’s crop?
health care is free serving for democracy. Where’s the piece of the pie for the uncensused with ‘no fixed address’
income is one’s earning how come take-home pay leftover. Not even OmniGod puts its hands in people’s pockets
church is synonymous with the body of Christ. How comes it is locked most of the time and operates on business hours and no holiday service schedules
tithing is given freely to the Lord- cheerfully. Why does tax receipt determine the relevance of obedience and compliance of rendering to Caesar and offering to God
it is okay for the justice system to deliberate and unokay for the just to liberate. What’s up with that? This is what’s up
fear gone too far
sad use of majority and possible nothing
minority rules… just oblivious of it reign to rein
and so the mind goes from Sunday best to Monday mess
align="justify">all that glitters
I find it very amusing to notice that the weakest link can disable the strongest chain; and that the weakling is never the weakest link
Locusts have no leader and ants have brain
The weakest link can cause a great chain response instead of a chained reaction
Its mighty weakling ability, like the little train
Choo choo…choo..choo
True true…true true
Go, mass is ended
church continues
Some want its members to remember the memory of the crucifixion while they enjoy the resurrection of the bloody spirit.
Then and again it is the guilty that need to be washed in the blood. There is one denomination where the actors can’t have enough of the content of the chalice. They rinse it out and drink it to the last drop and then intoxication becomes a Christ practice with permission.
The mass is ended; go in peace to love and serve God
Well psalm 75 must have been documented as proof of the spirit at work among us amidst Essence.
Church is everywhere all the time in timeless fashion to serve and be served; not deserve, serve. That is my personal guidelines of church.
align="justify"> From unconsciously competent to consciously competence
thirteen is such an unlucky number, how come the GST+PST is such a good idea
lower income is rewarded with breaks and tax returns. Where is the cream of one’s crop?
health care is free serving for democracy. Where’s the piece of the pie for the uncensused with ‘no fixed address’
income is one’s earning how come take-home pay leftover. Not even OmniGod puts its hands in people’s pockets
church is synonymous with the body of Christ. How comes it is locked most of the time and operates on business hours and no holiday service schedules
tithing is given freely to the Lord- cheerfully. Why does tax receipt determine the relevance of obedience and compliance of rendering to Caesar and offering to God
it is okay for the justice system to deliberate and unokay for the just to liberate. What’s up with that? This is what’s up
fear gone too far
sad use of majority and possible nothing
minority rules… just oblivious of it reign to rein
and so the mind goes from Sunday best to Monday mess
align="justify">all that glitters
I find it very amusing to notice that the weakest link can disable the strongest chain; and that the weakling is never the weakest link
Locusts have no leader and ants have brain
The weakest link can cause a great chain response instead of a chained reaction
Its mighty weakling ability, like the little train
Choo choo…choo..choo
True true…true true
Go, mass is ended
church continues
July 24, 2008
Limited thinking: mystery manufacturer
as I continue accepting Nympha Angeal-Eyes Francis accountability for my morsel of intelligence I envision a lifetime Gurantee God- OmniGod. Personal beliefs rose from death and the sick saint is rising to sit at the Father’s side, willingly.
That is why I always ask God to help me come to the green pastures, knowing that there is nowhere where it presence is not that I shall not need.
My mind is still on parole and accepting what is as what is, is well with my soul. That is an unbinding agreement with the unknown!
That is why I always ask God to help me come to the green pastures, knowing that there is nowhere where it presence is not that I shall not need.
My mind is still on parole and accepting what is as what is, is well with my soul. That is an unbinding agreement with the unknown!
July 23, 2008
Unbound awareness: bondage breaker
When I stop holding OmniGod responsible for all my aimless wanderings, for a while I continued to envision a God of wrath. The technocolour beliefs razzle-dazzled my profound dread of the manifestation of a sick mind- which is what I have come to realize is referred to as the devil: a saint who has become ill and this is something the human mind is very susceptible to becoming, only it is manifested in zillions of ways.
That is why I always asked God to help me run away from the dangers of the shackled devil and when it felt like that is where I had to be; I gave up coveting the truth
My mind was on parole as it seesawed between earth self and Godself; that too, was good place to be- it is called the comfort zone.
And without any previous rehearsal it was time to move along and with God it is ready or not, I marvel at God's way of doing things except this time I decided not to squabble with the Almighty.
That is why I always asked God to help me run away from the dangers of the shackled devil and when it felt like that is where I had to be; I gave up coveting the truth
My mind was on parole as it seesawed between earth self and Godself; that too, was good place to be- it is called the comfort zone.
And without any previous rehearsal it was time to move along and with God it is ready or not, I marvel at God's way of doing things except this time I decided not to squabble with the Almighty.
July 22, 2008
God is watching
My beloved
I just want to take a moment to breath new ideas in you just like I did with Father Abraham who never knew what I was up to yet was willing to let me lead and, like Moses who always wanted to know for sure that he was okay in my book of records before proceeding with my orders.
Continue to be certain that I AM is watching, always watching…and when the mind wants to retaliate just remember the sparrows!
I AM with you,
Jehova Jairah
I just want to take a moment to breath new ideas in you just like I did with Father Abraham who never knew what I was up to yet was willing to let me lead and, like Moses who always wanted to know for sure that he was okay in my book of records before proceeding with my orders.
Continue to be certain that I AM is watching, always watching…and when the mind wants to retaliate just remember the sparrows!
I AM with you,
Jehova Jairah
July 21, 2008
My Moses and Abraham moment
I can begin to relate to Moses adn Abraham like never before and so I continue to use their story as an aid so I can have a little idea of my own when the burning bush say Here I AM.
July 20, 2008
All smiles!
Hey Nympha Angeal-Eyes Francis
I told you one day I will explain and I know that you would not care for my long story or even short version… you just want all the breaths in the world to continue to enjoy exploring your mind and prying my intelligence on earth as in heaven.
That is what 'seek first the kingdom of heaven' is personally stamping in your brain and, of course in your heart.
Continue to use it wisely!
I am happy you have finally catch on with me. Congratulations on your great accomplishment and, thanks for your patience and trust
OmniGod
That is what 'seek first the kingdom of heaven' is personally stamping in your brain and, of course in your heart.
Continue to use it wisely!
I am happy you have finally catch on with me. Congratulations on your great accomplishment and, thanks for your patience and trust
OmniGod
July 19, 2008
an attitude adjustment
Often times I assist the body maintain its self and neglected to sustain my spirit to aid me in overall well being.
The result though relieving is often short of long term renewal… a process I now come to believe is in vain because my attitude of gratitude of total acceptance was never enough and resistance was always on a high roll.
That was my biggest issue with God and the more I prayed that he remake me the more he remade my heart. Frankly there was time when I thought that is all God could do then! I graduated to that thought and asked the real McCoy to sow something more… I did not know what more although I used to think I had it all downpacked until the watershed moment which I also did not understand from an Intelligence perspective.
Too often we suffer from listening to the condemnation of human thinking and reasoning. Social judgement cannot prevent God from blessing us. We have to trust Him/Her to keep His/Her promise, not human’s.
"God is constantly renewing us in God’s image, in order to bring us to a full knowledge of itself” Colossians 3: 10- the Good News Bible (extreme faith version)
The result though relieving is often short of long term renewal… a process I now come to believe is in vain because my attitude of gratitude of total acceptance was never enough and resistance was always on a high roll.
That was my biggest issue with God and the more I prayed that he remake me the more he remade my heart. Frankly there was time when I thought that is all God could do then! I graduated to that thought and asked the real McCoy to sow something more… I did not know what more although I used to think I had it all downpacked until the watershed moment which I also did not understand from an Intelligence perspective.
Too often we suffer from listening to the condemnation of human thinking and reasoning. Social judgement cannot prevent God from blessing us. We have to trust Him/Her to keep His/Her promise, not human’s.
"God is constantly renewing us in God’s image, in order to bring us to a full knowledge of itself” Colossians 3: 10- the Good News Bible (extreme faith version)
Now, that is what I call good news in bad times!
July 18, 2008
Thinking: dreaming with mind’s eyes wide open
Being fully attentive with what the mind is thinking is imperative to secure a genuine mind-heart connection for then what comes out will always be conscious intent.
Maybe that is what the meaning of as a person thinketh so is that person is implying.
Unconscious dreaming is an amazing thing for me because God knows that clearing away the debris in my mind is no easy drill, and so it helps dissolve the agitation of nightmares so that I can think intuitively once the scarecrow ceases to interrupt the flow of consciousness.
Since the source of all consciousness is constantly readily available when I am why wait for a sleeping cycle to obtain the cream of the crop!
Insomnia and depression take on a whole new meaning, which I identify as inspiration placed in the waiting chamber or, maybe on suspension.
So going forward, whether awake or asleep I stay fully alert and connected to the breath of the Spirit flowing in all.
Maybe that is what the meaning of as a person thinketh so is that person is implying.
Unconscious dreaming is an amazing thing for me because God knows that clearing away the debris in my mind is no easy drill, and so it helps dissolve the agitation of nightmares so that I can think intuitively once the scarecrow ceases to interrupt the flow of consciousness.
Since the source of all consciousness is constantly readily available when I am why wait for a sleeping cycle to obtain the cream of the crop!
Insomnia and depression take on a whole new meaning, which I identify as inspiration placed in the waiting chamber or, maybe on suspension.
So going forward, whether awake or asleep I stay fully alert and connected to the breath of the Spirit flowing in all.
July 17, 2008
Trumpet blast!
When I stopped hiding my feelings and desires from me, God came out of hiding. The irony of irony’s intelligence was just as estranged, as I was normal.
OmniGod revealed its first lesson:
You cannot be normal and crazy. You, Nympha Angeal-Eyes Francis have to choose: life or death; me or everybody else or, choose one that includes everyone and me. My ears perked up; my body slouched, my mind closed, my heart opened up and spirit released.
How long ago was that, God?
Who cares! I am timeless, remember; and ageless too
All I had the energy to whisper was alleluia, Hallelujah and hear, OmniGod- Nympha Angeal- Eyes Francis, you can do better than that!
So I shouted to the top of my refueled lungs- oxygened lungs- not toxicated longing.
Hallelujah you are the holy high God, OmniGod!
And OmniGod breathed a sigh of relief and teased me “you are a lot of hard work to keep up with…”
Before I could say another word God was off to help another fallen saint while I freelance and franchise for OmniGod, as a vineyard worker and let Jesus change water into wine and blood.
my prayers were answered; rather, the answers to my prayers began to make sense in the formed self, to the formed self. In other words I became an informed self- in transformation. God truly does not give anyone more than its fair share of suffering and, joy is as bountiful as there are mansions in heaven and tombstones in hell
death’s warrant is still a blank check; death can shoot blanks too! it is good to know that for sure!
In fact all death shoots is blank just like the scarecrow; the person who designed the scarecrow must have had a good analogy and maybe his/her own encounter with and of death…. Cheers!
I thank God for the first lesson which now that God makes a whole lot more sense on a crazy level thinking, this is the only lesson- though taught through many life situations- that I will ever need to practice in the real world whether it presents heaven or hell; earth or eternity. I know which one I will continue to choose: earth and eternity
OmniGod revealed its first lesson:
You cannot be normal and crazy. You, Nympha Angeal-Eyes Francis have to choose: life or death; me or everybody else or, choose one that includes everyone and me. My ears perked up; my body slouched, my mind closed, my heart opened up and spirit released.
How long ago was that, God?
Who cares! I am timeless, remember; and ageless too
All I had the energy to whisper was alleluia, Hallelujah and hear, OmniGod- Nympha Angeal- Eyes Francis, you can do better than that!
So I shouted to the top of my refueled lungs- oxygened lungs- not toxicated longing.
Hallelujah you are the holy high God, OmniGod!
And OmniGod breathed a sigh of relief and teased me “you are a lot of hard work to keep up with…”
Before I could say another word God was off to help another fallen saint while I freelance and franchise for OmniGod, as a vineyard worker and let Jesus change water into wine and blood.
my prayers were answered; rather, the answers to my prayers began to make sense in the formed self, to the formed self. In other words I became an informed self- in transformation. God truly does not give anyone more than its fair share of suffering and, joy is as bountiful as there are mansions in heaven and tombstones in hell
death’s warrant is still a blank check; death can shoot blanks too! it is good to know that for sure!
In fact all death shoots is blank just like the scarecrow; the person who designed the scarecrow must have had a good analogy and maybe his/her own encounter with and of death…. Cheers!
I thank God for the first lesson which now that God makes a whole lot more sense on a crazy level thinking, this is the only lesson- though taught through many life situations- that I will ever need to practice in the real world whether it presents heaven or hell; earth or eternity. I know which one I will continue to choose: earth and eternity
July 16, 2008
transcending circumstances
just as squeezing a sponge oozes what saturated its pores , so seeing the real purpose in situations and crisis reveal itself when the moment squeezes its meaning to the surface. And even though all still may not make perfect sense; it helps in letting go the need to resist indispensable and invincible OmniGod.
the unknown is still very unknown. The difference is that I am practicing to trust that whatever is on OmniGod’s schedule is what will happen; and so fighting it is an unremitting waste of life- a waste of living.
shifting my perception so as to puncture the tires of doubt was a shot in the dark. there was no staircase, no Olympic torch, no cheerleaders; not even a little map saying; hey, this is the Way to Truth and Light. It’s as though I had to go through this as omnipotent’s test of trust. The good thing is, instead of presenting a maze, while going through the motions; I recognized that there were no dead ends.
hope then became more an active sport and like the wake that dissolves after the boat has glided off the oceans waters, I begin to believe that behind every challenge is an opportunity… the opportunity.
immersing myself in the wellness spring was very frightening and almost debilitating; still it was either that or existing in the mind of my past or exasperating from waiting for the future to save me; neither of those choices are existent. And God knows me all too well when I get to that fork of the road. It is fire and brimstone in heaven and peace on earth in hell.
jehovah is very busy doing only what a jealous God can do. Mother Nature wasted no time in revealing how God keeps its promise.
beliefs that clog the Well must be excavated and that’s no small drill. It is a rigorous requirement so that when circumstances squeezes the soul-though matter how chockingly insidious; spirit outshines the embarrassment.
that is something to count as always presenting a favourable lesson- free to be human and absolutely free to be divine.
thank you, Rock of Ancient of Days, for knowing when to give me foresight and for knowing when hindsight is the best way to get my attention.
the unknown is still very unknown. The difference is that I am practicing to trust that whatever is on OmniGod’s schedule is what will happen; and so fighting it is an unremitting waste of life- a waste of living.
shifting my perception so as to puncture the tires of doubt was a shot in the dark. there was no staircase, no Olympic torch, no cheerleaders; not even a little map saying; hey, this is the Way to Truth and Light. It’s as though I had to go through this as omnipotent’s test of trust. The good thing is, instead of presenting a maze, while going through the motions; I recognized that there were no dead ends.
hope then became more an active sport and like the wake that dissolves after the boat has glided off the oceans waters, I begin to believe that behind every challenge is an opportunity… the opportunity.
immersing myself in the wellness spring was very frightening and almost debilitating; still it was either that or existing in the mind of my past or exasperating from waiting for the future to save me; neither of those choices are existent. And God knows me all too well when I get to that fork of the road. It is fire and brimstone in heaven and peace on earth in hell.
jehovah is very busy doing only what a jealous God can do. Mother Nature wasted no time in revealing how God keeps its promise.
beliefs that clog the Well must be excavated and that’s no small drill. It is a rigorous requirement so that when circumstances squeezes the soul-though matter how chockingly insidious; spirit outshines the embarrassment.
that is something to count as always presenting a favourable lesson- free to be human and absolutely free to be divine.
thank you, Rock of Ancient of Days, for knowing when to give me foresight and for knowing when hindsight is the best way to get my attention.
July 15, 2008
Belly of the whale
Jonah tried to escape God and God had a whale waiting to devour him whole, alive and frightened of God.
The ship he used to estrange from his calling was not as safe as he thought. No sooner did the ship take off setting sail with Jonah all fine and dandy, the boat began to shake and rock and it was no rock and roll jeopardy.
Emptying the boat was of no good use because God was looking for Jonah and God was serious about his son Jonah best interest. So Jonah decided to let the boat not suffer any more and owned up as the shipwreck waiting to happen.
The rest of Jonah’s story came alive and fresh in my reflection and resolution to not run away from God- the only resolution and reflection that began to make sense as a required goal setting to save me from gaol.
Unlike Jonah, I kept running away in my mind until one day I said, okay God…. whatever!
My sarcasm did not even stop God from taking that as a I surrender to you God; he knew that I was still a bit pissed off and smudged about ending my need to fight God on God matters and that fear was pointing its stepmother-fingers at my cinders
All God said is, come with me; I got plans!
This was too good to refuse; never had I been granted such an unconditional offer still I recognized it as just that
Just like a baby knows
Just like that
The ship he used to estrange from his calling was not as safe as he thought. No sooner did the ship take off setting sail with Jonah all fine and dandy, the boat began to shake and rock and it was no rock and roll jeopardy.
Emptying the boat was of no good use because God was looking for Jonah and God was serious about his son Jonah best interest. So Jonah decided to let the boat not suffer any more and owned up as the shipwreck waiting to happen.
The rest of Jonah’s story came alive and fresh in my reflection and resolution to not run away from God- the only resolution and reflection that began to make sense as a required goal setting to save me from gaol.
Unlike Jonah, I kept running away in my mind until one day I said, okay God…. whatever!
My sarcasm did not even stop God from taking that as a I surrender to you God; he knew that I was still a bit pissed off and smudged about ending my need to fight God on God matters and that fear was pointing its stepmother-fingers at my cinders
All God said is, come with me; I got plans!
This was too good to refuse; never had I been granted such an unconditional offer still I recognized it as just that
Just like a baby knows
Just like that
and God knows I had no money to pay for its offer
God offered it all just like that
i knew God was serious
just like a baby knows
just like that
July 14, 2008
if
if I were not created to being a wild child then God would have no desire or reason to pursue me
if I were not destined to be a wild child then the devil would have no desire or reason to chase me either
if I was of little or no value God would have not left the 99 to look for me
if I was of little or no value the devil would not really care too hoots
if my soul were not sick Jesus would not care to command, “Physician , heal thy spirit’; renew your way of seeing God’s mind at work
if my soul were not sick, the devil would not have a battlefield
if my well were not dry, the Godman would not invite me to springs of living water, without money, without strife
if my well were not dry, the devil would not have the opportunity to tempt me like it did when Jesus was in agony
in hindsight I see that God always presents choice and if all the conditions were not in place then I would not have had the choice to walk away from God and, God would not care two hoots if the devil finished me off
God would not have someone to pursue. God would have no reason to be jealous
the devil would have no reason to want to compete with God or take God's place and life would be boring... very yawningly-boring and death would be an amazing idea to dwell on; time would mean something; life's nook and cranny would be echoing with dirges and, prescriptions would no longer be the order of the day or hard to afford. no one would care to get better and the devil would win all the time; it would marvel at its catch.
so in fact both God and devil know what I am made of
one is glad; one is mad
And so the chase and the pursuit continue on earth, as it is in heaven
if I were not destined to be a wild child then the devil would have no desire or reason to chase me either
if I was of little or no value God would have not left the 99 to look for me
if I was of little or no value the devil would not really care too hoots
if my soul were not sick Jesus would not care to command, “Physician , heal thy spirit’; renew your way of seeing God’s mind at work
if my soul were not sick, the devil would not have a battlefield
if my well were not dry, the Godman would not invite me to springs of living water, without money, without strife
if my well were not dry, the devil would not have the opportunity to tempt me like it did when Jesus was in agony
in hindsight I see that God always presents choice and if all the conditions were not in place then I would not have had the choice to walk away from God and, God would not care two hoots if the devil finished me off
God would not have someone to pursue. God would have no reason to be jealous
the devil would have no reason to want to compete with God or take God's place and life would be boring... very yawningly-boring and death would be an amazing idea to dwell on; time would mean something; life's nook and cranny would be echoing with dirges and, prescriptions would no longer be the order of the day or hard to afford. no one would care to get better and the devil would win all the time; it would marvel at its catch.
so in fact both God and devil know what I am made of
one is glad; one is mad
And so the chase and the pursuit continue on earth, as it is in heaven
July 13, 2008
Remarkable
The wisdom with which the body communicates its knowledge and self heal ability makes me appreciate taking full responsibility for fine-tuning how I attend and respond to it language as it informs me of how I can assist it and cooperate with the universe to sustain bodymindsoulspirit unity.
That in turn contributes to full understanding of myself and life and how I can participate in creating appropriate choices to generate living optimally when situations present moments that test my perseverance potential and moments present situation that applaud me with cosmic bravo!
The intelligence of the body is a truly amazing reflection of its maker’s intention and so I continue to honour my side of the ongoing agreement to accept responsibility for supporting and respecting the body
That in turn contributes to full understanding of myself and life and how I can participate in creating appropriate choices to generate living optimally when situations present moments that test my perseverance potential and moments present situation that applaud me with cosmic bravo!
The intelligence of the body is a truly amazing reflection of its maker’s intention and so I continue to honour my side of the ongoing agreement to accept responsibility for supporting and respecting the body
July 12, 2008
Let there be…
When God spoke to the emptiness and transformed nothingness into somethingnesses the result manifested in an instant. God did not stand there scratching its head or its headlessness and go, I wonder...hah…hah, I wonder what would happen if I wished for day and night; man, woman serpent; Garden of Eden, land of milk and rock hard honey. No! God just declared the Ocean move this way and make enough room for the sea and it was all good and stars began to wink and moon and sun knew exactly when it was time to curtsy and shine bright..
The active ingredient in God wonders is its faith in its Omniness. After all there was no one for OmniGod to consult with. I suppose that is what has God in a league of its own-the source of inexhaustible talent. The God of paradox gave dominion to birds, fish and all living creatures, not just some…all. God is a fair God. That’s the challenge and conversely that is the leverage. Maybe that is why even Jesus always prayed to God before uttering his words and always the heart’s desire was according to the seeker’s ‘faith’- not its lifestyle or accolade of trinkets and toys.
It took me a long time to identify the lesson hidden between the line that is often implied and sometime stated. The good thing is I got it and spirit does not want me to give time to reproach. That was a tough act to dissolve- a habit that mind and body held me bound to until I reeled in spirit and it dissolve the mesh in which I had been trapped for God knows how long and, why.
Hip-hip to the result of yet another breakthrough a là fashion different
The active ingredient in God wonders is its faith in its Omniness. After all there was no one for OmniGod to consult with. I suppose that is what has God in a league of its own-the source of inexhaustible talent. The God of paradox gave dominion to birds, fish and all living creatures, not just some…all. God is a fair God. That’s the challenge and conversely that is the leverage. Maybe that is why even Jesus always prayed to God before uttering his words and always the heart’s desire was according to the seeker’s ‘faith’- not its lifestyle or accolade of trinkets and toys.
It took me a long time to identify the lesson hidden between the line that is often implied and sometime stated. The good thing is I got it and spirit does not want me to give time to reproach. That was a tough act to dissolve- a habit that mind and body held me bound to until I reeled in spirit and it dissolve the mesh in which I had been trapped for God knows how long and, why.
Hip-hip to the result of yet another breakthrough a là fashion different
July 11, 2008
respectful, responsible rebel
When I thought to believe that someone connected to me by lineage and even non-lineage and authority ‘authors’ held the missing part of me in trust while assigned to care for me, I was livid… not wild, just livid. I was livid with God and livid with Death!
Everyone who, I thought had the noble responsibility of guarding, keeping and tending to the treasure that God built in determining who I am were either dead, dying or waiting to die.
What kind of sick jock is that?
I mean what kind of God gives your endowment to someone other than the rightful recipient and expect me go along with that all my life and reunite after death to redeem something I would not even need because in the new life you get new body and new life…and while on earth strife and strive to redeem my birthright…
…Bull Shit!
That was not a good enough offer from the God who owns and knows everything. I did not want the impossible to become possible when I do not have any use for it … I want it before I die.
I laid that offer on God’s table and it was my turn to command…
Dear God,
Please...pretty please here’s my offer. Take it or leave it. Your seeker
Child of God, Nympha Angeal-Eyes Francis
Hope to hear from you some day before I die!
I think God went into hiding for a very long time and I became the stone that I dreaded would one day take my place and it did not matter. I really had some big issues with God and I defied him every bit that I felt he owed me. I was drunken high on God defiance. I fought death relentlessly so it could release the stolen goodies and stop stealing the people who held my treasure hostage and wouldn’t return it. I think I woke up all the resting in peaces- not pieces- souls to bring back my treasure because I cannot function clearly without it.
It took a lot of bruisers to sombre me up and it took God a lot of pursuing with good intentions to win me back and bruisers, good as their purpose were, are not my idea of obedience rewards.
That’s why the serenity prayer makes a whole lot of sense when I feel like I am in a spiritual drunkenlike stupor. Then it dawned on me one day when I was too livid….
…let death do what death gotta do…
I sprung from tranceland with a sudden burst of energy- too much energy for someone who could not recall the last meal if there was even a meal to remember.
I asked myself where did that come from?
I began asking myself a lot of questions and also wondered where did all those God-forbidden questions came from.
It was me. I resurrected except unlike Jesus I kept dying again and again.
Death resigned from its enjoying of my plight in chasing some scarecrow in the Garden of Eden
That is what transforms the trail of death to the truth territory where rebels are not suppose to tread and the meek fear to traverse. Now I am transforming into a responsible respectful rebel- a wild child… not livid, just wild and practising treasuring the treasure living inside me.
Everyone who, I thought had the noble responsibility of guarding, keeping and tending to the treasure that God built in determining who I am were either dead, dying or waiting to die.
What kind of sick jock is that?
I mean what kind of God gives your endowment to someone other than the rightful recipient and expect me go along with that all my life and reunite after death to redeem something I would not even need because in the new life you get new body and new life…and while on earth strife and strive to redeem my birthright…
…Bull Shit!
That was not a good enough offer from the God who owns and knows everything. I did not want the impossible to become possible when I do not have any use for it … I want it before I die.
I laid that offer on God’s table and it was my turn to command…
Dear God,
Please...pretty please here’s my offer. Take it or leave it. Your seeker
Child of God, Nympha Angeal-Eyes Francis
Hope to hear from you some day before I die!
I think God went into hiding for a very long time and I became the stone that I dreaded would one day take my place and it did not matter. I really had some big issues with God and I defied him every bit that I felt he owed me. I was drunken high on God defiance. I fought death relentlessly so it could release the stolen goodies and stop stealing the people who held my treasure hostage and wouldn’t return it. I think I woke up all the resting in peaces- not pieces- souls to bring back my treasure because I cannot function clearly without it.
It took a lot of bruisers to sombre me up and it took God a lot of pursuing with good intentions to win me back and bruisers, good as their purpose were, are not my idea of obedience rewards.
That’s why the serenity prayer makes a whole lot of sense when I feel like I am in a spiritual drunkenlike stupor. Then it dawned on me one day when I was too livid….
…let death do what death gotta do…
I sprung from tranceland with a sudden burst of energy- too much energy for someone who could not recall the last meal if there was even a meal to remember.
I asked myself where did that come from?
I began asking myself a lot of questions and also wondered where did all those God-forbidden questions came from.
It was me. I resurrected except unlike Jesus I kept dying again and again.
Death resigned from its enjoying of my plight in chasing some scarecrow in the Garden of Eden
That is what transforms the trail of death to the truth territory where rebels are not suppose to tread and the meek fear to traverse. Now I am transforming into a responsible respectful rebel- a wild child… not livid, just wild and practising treasuring the treasure living inside me.
July 10, 2008
The common link
When I really tune in to the music of silence, I realized now why I am so calm in its presence.
deep inside me it knows that I was never really a big fan of the spotlight; it just used to feel good at the time to act well in delivering a flawless performance and that did not impress God too much!
and so soul allied with mind-body until it was fed up of my ignoring its purpose and it made me so fed up that I decided that show is over. a flawed performance a.k.a and better known as mistake, is not the end of living- it is only a step towards the beginning and time cannot do a thing about that possibility!
Thus dies the illusion of time as I enjoy the common link with humanity and I do not have to act. That is the treasure of human being instead of human doing… human constantly doing!
deep inside me it knows that I was never really a big fan of the spotlight; it just used to feel good at the time to act well in delivering a flawless performance and that did not impress God too much!
and so soul allied with mind-body until it was fed up of my ignoring its purpose and it made me so fed up that I decided that show is over. a flawed performance a.k.a and better known as mistake, is not the end of living- it is only a step towards the beginning and time cannot do a thing about that possibility!
Thus dies the illusion of time as I enjoy the common link with humanity and I do not have to act. That is the treasure of human being instead of human doing… human constantly doing!
July 09, 2008
The serenity prayer
Whoever assumes that the serenity prayer is designed only for alcoholics is depriving a whole lot of non alcoholics of a potent does of Spirit empowering medicine.
We are all drunkards looking for our Spirit and until Spirit get what it wants from us we might as well resolve to stay drunk on ignorance or choose to get sober from getting high on the earth existence where body and mind think they are it and invite Spirit to empower us even while still traversing this planet.
Whoever first composed the serenity prayer must have been drunk or crazy over God and that was a good place to be for s/he must have been having an Ecclesiastes eclipse and may very well have been at the point of feeling like St Francis of Assisi or maybe even Moses.
Though I know and medicate on them both, the serenity prayer always leap up front when either of them is needed. I am not going to ask God about that. I just leave well alone!
And pray the serenity prayer.
July 08, 2008
A great discovery
Whoever came to the realization and conclusion that human uses only ten percent of the brain must have tithed the remaining 90 percent to God during an aha moment.
God gave us a whole brain to use and doing so in no way takes away the truth- it is our minds that God created a little lower than its own, not the brain's ability to think- consciously think. Eliminating and filtering 'this from that' is a 10 percent use of intelligence.
How much did God hold off ?
1 percent; ninety-nine point nine nine nine nine… a few cells! I do not know for sure; all I can attest to is that I relinquish making human beliefs enslave my mind by reducing its value to a mere ten percent because ten percent is what belongs to the earth world; ninety percent..., that is what returns to where it came from when dust to dust, ashes to ashes declares the verdict. That, in my mind, is what God is asking for, the ten percent which the body and its way of thinking is made of- the temple so it can use it for good-it’s intended purpose!
Since it was God’s idea to loan it to me then why worry about that and hold God hostage and lose my breath!
God gave us a whole brain to use and doing so in no way takes away the truth- it is our minds that God created a little lower than its own, not the brain's ability to think- consciously think. Eliminating and filtering 'this from that' is a 10 percent use of intelligence.
How much did God hold off ?
1 percent; ninety-nine point nine nine nine nine… a few cells! I do not know for sure; all I can attest to is that I relinquish making human beliefs enslave my mind by reducing its value to a mere ten percent because ten percent is what belongs to the earth world; ninety percent..., that is what returns to where it came from when dust to dust, ashes to ashes declares the verdict. That, in my mind, is what God is asking for, the ten percent which the body and its way of thinking is made of- the temple so it can use it for good-it’s intended purpose!
Since it was God’s idea to loan it to me then why worry about that and hold God hostage and lose my breath!
Since I am not expempt from entering heaven or dwelling in hell won't I cash in my chips and let go of the contempt for life or with the giver of life!
Why?
The answer to that simple question clarifies the Abraham and Isaac story and the Jesus death and resurrection mystery.
the world and all that is in it belongs to God and I thank Intelligence for setting the record straight with me once and for all... now and forever at a time when i could best understand it.
that, to me, is a one hundred percent achievement- a full recovery in a healing sense of the mind.
July 07, 2008
Spiritual sanity
One of the sins I was most vulnerable to was spiritual ignorance. This brought me situations that cause my faith to be seriously tested and arrogance of ignorance was in for a rude awakening- no, unscribe that- it was a radical shift; a big spin on the cosmos wheel.
Lessons in becoming humbled by the cosmos chauffeur were simply to realign my will to its Plan and my wheel to its wagon so I would not be too boastful of my talents and hold back its high hallelujahs.
See, God knew that for a whole many lifetimes I had decided to just do my own thing and for a long time I thought that I was. Well one moment, in an instant, God took a good look at me decided no way in heaven or on earth am I going to let this soul return from whence it came without knowing the truth…
Lessons in becoming humbled by the cosmos chauffeur were simply to realign my will to its Plan and my wheel to its wagon so I would not be too boastful of my talents and hold back its high hallelujahs.
See, God knew that for a whole many lifetimes I had decided to just do my own thing and for a long time I thought that I was. Well one moment, in an instant, God took a good look at me decided no way in heaven or on earth am I going to let this soul return from whence it came without knowing the truth…
God knows too well what I tell him live and direct! I had some issues with God; my issues were alwasy with OmniGod!
It turns out that I was God’s rival and ignorance was no bliss in heaven when I found that out. That was another of those times when I was mute. I had no excuses or arguments or even the least desire to state my case.
I just stood there and watch those tears trickle down heaven while staring in the mirror.
Priceless!
July 06, 2008
Specialization
In this day and age many specialized are engaged in unspecialized jobs and the struggle to make it through the hard time in good time and the good times of hard time is taking its toll on wellness and being- sure symptoms of premature death.
Civilization is killing the masses and the attempt to hide this truth under the carpet is heaving huge debts and I am not even talking about the tangibles.
A tormented soul is no joke when it returns to preach the truth about the death after life and let me guess; this is the best and worse specialist- a soul seeking peace after the form once again become formless. Some will come back for their Unspent employment insurance, life insurance, car and home insurance, retirement plans and CPP, health tax and all the ten percent contribution to the support of all the worthy causes.
There are those who like the rich man and Lazarus will plead with Father Abraham to return so they can finish the business with their past.
The best specialization to me is to heed the signs of the times; use it wisely and let OmniGod take note.
God knows I can’t keep up with the specialization requirements any other way!
Civilization is killing the masses and the attempt to hide this truth under the carpet is heaving huge debts and I am not even talking about the tangibles.
A tormented soul is no joke when it returns to preach the truth about the death after life and let me guess; this is the best and worse specialist- a soul seeking peace after the form once again become formless. Some will come back for their Unspent employment insurance, life insurance, car and home insurance, retirement plans and CPP, health tax and all the ten percent contribution to the support of all the worthy causes.
There are those who like the rich man and Lazarus will plead with Father Abraham to return so they can finish the business with their past.
The best specialization to me is to heed the signs of the times; use it wisely and let OmniGod take note.
God knows I can’t keep up with the specialization requirements any other way!
July 05, 2008
Complementary Cure
Listening to what the knower of everything is instructing right as I am falling asleep is making me want to write when I do not want to, right now.
As soon as I started playing with the words it began laughing out loud as if to wake up all the cells that wanted to go into deep sleep instead. They know that they always have the choice to please their needs and so without arguing with the source of choice they used the laughter has a lullaby and soon the knower of everything created the conditions for a swift exist from the world of active living and before the cells of celf were in God’s recovery room, where its physician took up active duty to remedy, repair, remove, regenerate the cells in time for their return to the land of life in their own time.
When my cells woke up they were laughing and the knower of all was resting and working at the same time. I volunteered to write now, right now and immediately the message, which the laughter of the knower of all used to induce its caring cure, is helping me to remember as I transcribed
As soon as I started playing with the words it began laughing out loud as if to wake up all the cells that wanted to go into deep sleep instead. They know that they always have the choice to please their needs and so without arguing with the source of choice they used the laughter has a lullaby and soon the knower of everything created the conditions for a swift exist from the world of active living and before the cells of celf were in God’s recovery room, where its physician took up active duty to remedy, repair, remove, regenerate the cells in time for their return to the land of life in their own time.
When my cells woke up they were laughing and the knower of all was resting and working at the same time. I volunteered to write now, right now and immediately the message, which the laughter of the knower of all used to induce its caring cure, is helping me to remember as I transcribed
July 04, 2008
catalyst of catalysts
Change is inescapable
The one who changest not is also unavoidable
The one constant thing that changest not is the constant that changes everything
Indeed, the changeless changes that which changes
Riding on the vehicle of profound and thrilling change in the cubicle of an inferno, muck cremates.
The one who changest not is also unavoidable
The one constant thing that changest not is the constant that changes everything
Indeed, the changeless changes that which changes
Riding on the vehicle of profound and thrilling change in the cubicle of an inferno, muck cremates.
July 03, 2008
Sacred dance of the embryo
Sacred dance of the embryo
Weeping over days long dead and lamenting over days no where yet in plain sight along the stretch ahead longing, I wait for the long gone what used to be to take its turn on the recycling conveyor belt of the universal factory. As certain as tomorrow will become now, the old, recycled days can return brand new and improved!
Time where does your illusion stop!?!
I often wonder whether the real separation anxiety is the fact that time misses what used to be as it waves a good bye just when I stop taking it for granted as though life is becoming less important.
I cannot help but compare this scenario to the unborn- sadly leaving the comfort of the womb already knowing the sacred dance of the embryo is over!
Impressive intimacy continues to perch at the core of my heart and the memory of my mind where divine insight eternally lingers, loiters, live lavishly where the embryo drifts deeper into calm consciousness.
Even Jesus had these moments. Transcending time, space, age, anguish, busyness, status, reputation never ever at the cost of his character and right to think; make decisions even a slow ending doom that tries to extinguish optimism and all the fruits of the spirit threatening never to be rekindled again could target.
Ouch
Yauwch
Farewell to the damness
Endless enjoyment is coming around like the brand new day going yipppeeeee as it falls off the conveyor belt of the horizon
The same me, the same day- refined, rekindled, reborn
Sacred dance is on
Admission- free
Venue- heavenly on Earth
Time- ready… steady--- dance
DJ- beyond description
Music- strumming of the heart
Dress code- enchanting
Imagine Jesus jiving away at the wedding of Cana sipping water
And
Mary, his mama stalling his groove to request a miracle-
Imagine that!
Weeping over days long dead and lamenting over days no where yet in plain sight along the stretch ahead longing, I wait for the long gone what used to be to take its turn on the recycling conveyor belt of the universal factory. As certain as tomorrow will become now, the old, recycled days can return brand new and improved!
Time where does your illusion stop!?!
I often wonder whether the real separation anxiety is the fact that time misses what used to be as it waves a good bye just when I stop taking it for granted as though life is becoming less important.
I cannot help but compare this scenario to the unborn- sadly leaving the comfort of the womb already knowing the sacred dance of the embryo is over!
Impressive intimacy continues to perch at the core of my heart and the memory of my mind where divine insight eternally lingers, loiters, live lavishly where the embryo drifts deeper into calm consciousness.
Even Jesus had these moments. Transcending time, space, age, anguish, busyness, status, reputation never ever at the cost of his character and right to think; make decisions even a slow ending doom that tries to extinguish optimism and all the fruits of the spirit threatening never to be rekindled again could target.
Ouch
Yauwch
Farewell to the damness
Endless enjoyment is coming around like the brand new day going yipppeeeee as it falls off the conveyor belt of the horizon
The same me, the same day- refined, rekindled, reborn
Sacred dance is on
Admission- free
Venue- heavenly on Earth
Time- ready… steady--- dance
DJ- beyond description
Music- strumming of the heart
Dress code- enchanting
Imagine Jesus jiving away at the wedding of Cana sipping water
And
Mary, his mama stalling his groove to request a miracle-
Imagine that!
July 02, 2008
The Risk of Growing
Change continues to fuel the fire of inner passions. Thanks to an inquisitive soul’s thirst and hunger mixed with determined desire to make the most of every minute on earth in this lifetime heart and mind continues to say "I do” to spirit and body
The once upon a lifetime of emotional issues or trauma of anger, anxiety, fear, guilt that blocked and disrupted the subtle flow of cosmos squeezed the brain and twinge the heart.
Finding and identifying these subtle emotional issues were at first very challenging because I could not be specific as to what I was feeling and why I was feeling what I was feeling. I knew I could figure it out, I just did not know that I can figure it out. Then I wanted to know how to figure God out. I asked Life to help me figure out myself without pissing God off or provoking the devil. God smirked and Life took on the challenge. I agreed to cooperate with the process. Explaining something that I did not know how to explain that I did know was ripping my sanity to shreds. I tried to hold on to the intent of resolving the comprehensive apprehension that lingered in my soul until Life resumed its placid fluidity and turn apparent failure into lessons for growth of life
This art of learning presented much unusual adventure to the collection of plenty- plenty of experiences that increase the appreciation of the fact that life is short, long, boundless and endless... priceless- an old fact, which the mind is able to redefine and invite as a welcomed challenge of the soul’s urge to enrich imagination with inspiration of its ideas of the meaning of ‘go forth and multiply’.
Sharp intuition and keen analytical skills multiplied by the value of being specific and forthright with God yields soul satisfaction. Serenity, sanity, sanctity also resumed their charisma
The memory of love made immediate reunion with God, at first in an angry hostile courtship. I knew that this love is the real McCoy because it made God real to me and this is turning out to be the most exhilarating experience. At last I am enjoying the earlier years of my existence. God and love are no longer troublesome terminology to contend with
The once upon a lifetime of emotional issues or trauma of anger, anxiety, fear, guilt that blocked and disrupted the subtle flow of cosmos squeezed the brain and twinge the heart.
Finding and identifying these subtle emotional issues were at first very challenging because I could not be specific as to what I was feeling and why I was feeling what I was feeling. I knew I could figure it out, I just did not know that I can figure it out. Then I wanted to know how to figure God out. I asked Life to help me figure out myself without pissing God off or provoking the devil. God smirked and Life took on the challenge. I agreed to cooperate with the process. Explaining something that I did not know how to explain that I did know was ripping my sanity to shreds. I tried to hold on to the intent of resolving the comprehensive apprehension that lingered in my soul until Life resumed its placid fluidity and turn apparent failure into lessons for growth of life
This art of learning presented much unusual adventure to the collection of plenty- plenty of experiences that increase the appreciation of the fact that life is short, long, boundless and endless... priceless- an old fact, which the mind is able to redefine and invite as a welcomed challenge of the soul’s urge to enrich imagination with inspiration of its ideas of the meaning of ‘go forth and multiply’.
Sharp intuition and keen analytical skills multiplied by the value of being specific and forthright with God yields soul satisfaction. Serenity, sanity, sanctity also resumed their charisma
The memory of love made immediate reunion with God, at first in an angry hostile courtship. I knew that this love is the real McCoy because it made God real to me and this is turning out to be the most exhilarating experience. At last I am enjoying the earlier years of my existence. God and love are no longer troublesome terminology to contend with
July 01, 2008
Lo and behold
I know that you had it in for me for a long time now because the testing juts doesn’t seem to letup and holding on for the next supply of grace seem to test your patience and since you promise to let me have my way, you kind of forgot how much I still want you to be honest with me about your feelings of this, that and everything that engages your being. That’s why I keep pushing your buttons.
And it worked!
Besides, there had been this dreg of dead old cells about ruffian-God as you so aptly described them, snuggled away waiting for moments like this when lo and behold bubble into action like lava in a volcano.
I know it was a safe time and with good reason, I let the ghost loose and allow the eruption to flow out safely, with me at your side the whole time just enjoying every step of the way.
Continue working out those spiritual muscles; a little fitness training now and then will clear the ashes.
I am yours truly!
What more can I say…
…Trust that you are at the right place, at the right time for the right reason with the right attitude, so open your eyes and enjoy the adventure and you will succeed with the breakthrough.
OmniGod
And it worked!
Besides, there had been this dreg of dead old cells about ruffian-God as you so aptly described them, snuggled away waiting for moments like this when lo and behold bubble into action like lava in a volcano.
I know it was a safe time and with good reason, I let the ghost loose and allow the eruption to flow out safely, with me at your side the whole time just enjoying every step of the way.
Continue working out those spiritual muscles; a little fitness training now and then will clear the ashes.
I am yours truly!
What more can I say…
…Trust that you are at the right place, at the right time for the right reason with the right attitude, so open your eyes and enjoy the adventure and you will succeed with the breakthrough.
OmniGod
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