When I enter a video store I like
recognise it when I see it right away if you know what I mean. I like snap
snap pick them up and I am out the door.
A wonderful and
magical synch by watching "The last Mimsy" and the Peaceful
warror one after the other.
which are highlighted by watching both of them. This movie would really
help to understand my experience with wonder. (Especially the part where he
had to sit on the car (Rock in the book) and come up with something from
withint that he did not get from others.
Your moments in wonder, reveal the
true intentions of YOUR heart
And with The last
I had so many synchs
with my writing about the senses of spiders related to feeling your world.
And "self replicating structures" Vibrational sensing etc. It was
wonderful and the synchs between these two movies were great.
One particular thing
that I believe is very much
that of not learning but through
of saying, I understand Steven or someone else
or believe we know
something in the Spirit world until the very same thing is taught by Spirit
the "brush has not possibly touched the needed place in the
heart" so there is no hiding behind the experience or writing of
another as religion has misunderstood except your word be the power of true
experience with Spirit. That is where we are headed. Insttead of having any
idea where he is headed he learns to trust the Spirit and recognise the
true intent of his heart. It is not the hearers of synchroncity that will
grow to be anythng but those that experience what the Spirit leads them to
Love is like a tree
that you plant and each day the attention of the sun gives it life and it
grows until fruit. So each day I give my moments to the sun (The One) that
YOU might give Your love to my tree. As all who follow the path that seems
right to a man in the end finds out that all that intent would have been
greatest spent on the one. For YOU, my life are able. To learn these things
yet not have experience to teach you them (my moments with YOU, my life I
treasure) is only to cover up but in the end to die naked. How great of a
fool would you be, thus willing to be misunderstood to give this intent to
where it will profit. To where Your tree may fruit. What is the true intent
of any tree but to fruit and this is not done through effort but through
intent and love.
All day long I ponder Your poetry (the
experiences I had with Spirit) YOU who made the mountains and the trees,
YOU who made my life and my dreams.