The yearning to be all that the heart knows all too well is paramount to living a life full of vigour though matter what is the true propeller of our being
The gripping dialogue between the heart and the mind is strong enough to create a holy tension to enable harmony to work in agreement of being a part of the cosmos. Sometimes my role seem obscure and severely surreal to make any sense in the grand performance, yet I am convince that this is exactly what the universe needs to thrive. I had, once upon a time, dedicated my life to edit God’s script when things seem to me that God had completely gone offline; off course. I paid a dear, dare price for that- still the cosmos used my toughness to soften and dissolve that stone hard determination to call it wrong, bad, silly and drunk, yardy, yardy. Maybe I had too many Paul of Damascus cells floating in my life force; that and maybe my Moses component were in a constant clash with Jonah and too much ignorant version of Jesus and God.
Thanks to my enthusiasm to know Truth and pay the price, I am well and dandy with whatever OmniGod says or does not say.
That, in hindsight, was what I have been after all my life and will continue to want to yearn for the rest of my lifespan; the peace and acceptance of knowing that God cannot not love me just as I am and, all my generated goals could and can never substitute for that incombustible, incorruptible desire of my heart.
Enthusiasm continues to capture my imagination of the All-Possible Holy High Jehovah Jubilee first hand, on earth, which is heaven in disguise.
I am thus happy to have been so worn out by life otherwise I would not have given up my puny plans in exchange for the real stardom of the Master Stars-Maker
The gripping dialogue between the heart and the mind is strong enough to create a holy tension to enable harmony to work in agreement of being a part of the cosmos. Sometimes my role seem obscure and severely surreal to make any sense in the grand performance, yet I am convince that this is exactly what the universe needs to thrive. I had, once upon a time, dedicated my life to edit God’s script when things seem to me that God had completely gone offline; off course. I paid a dear, dare price for that- still the cosmos used my toughness to soften and dissolve that stone hard determination to call it wrong, bad, silly and drunk, yardy, yardy. Maybe I had too many Paul of Damascus cells floating in my life force; that and maybe my Moses component were in a constant clash with Jonah and too much ignorant version of Jesus and God.
Thanks to my enthusiasm to know Truth and pay the price, I am well and dandy with whatever OmniGod says or does not say.
That, in hindsight, was what I have been after all my life and will continue to want to yearn for the rest of my lifespan; the peace and acceptance of knowing that God cannot not love me just as I am and, all my generated goals could and can never substitute for that incombustible, incorruptible desire of my heart.
Enthusiasm continues to capture my imagination of the All-Possible Holy High Jehovah Jubilee first hand, on earth, which is heaven in disguise.
I am thus happy to have been so worn out by life otherwise I would not have given up my puny plans in exchange for the real stardom of the Master Stars-Maker
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