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1 Providence is a continuous phenomenom, though its usage only comes at thankful moments of our lives. Believers in Providence sacrifice their selfish priorities to enact God's will. While we do not know the future, the Providence fills in the unknowns: reuniting ancient friendships, giving a bit of 'luck' or 'sympathy' at the right moment; it comes from the simplest acts of generousity to Revelation! This website adroitly connects and assures all God's children, and all sentient beings belong to God, that the life withhin, profound and mystical, has connexion to all life.
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Of course, to you non believers, nothing would be gained should you sit
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Alas, you have arrived here. There is no burden too great for you to bear.
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The Beautiful explanation of all we Witness is that this is God's order. We thus
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For the Lover, a Lover waits behind the veil! For the truant, all forms of truancy
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Slowly and patiently indeed does the egg hatch. Warming the nest properly is a task
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In Aramaic, the same word is used to indicate both 'scar' and 'wound.' To simpler
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From this, your Power is endless. Unlike a well drawn too much, God's ever-flowing
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For you, this passage is but a step upon the way. Faith tells me whatever objection |
AN AFFIRMATIONI am here to make the world a better place. I have many tools at my disposal, and I will take care of whatever problem comes my way. Through my life, I have seen many woes. I have seen pain in others and felt their pain inside myself. These have left deep scars that filled with a pool of my own blood and sealed on itself. The people who hurt me also healed me and freed my soul. It is the most bitter emotion to be scorned by someone you love. Acting on it will only drive you deeper into the pit of despair. Neglect is much worse than scorn, however. No matter how bad people may think they hate you, there is always room to forgive, restoring oneness to the world. I am a product of time and am connected to the ancient self of my genetic heritage as well as the eternal spirit. But I am Now, a suffacating heart that just burst into flames of ecstacy, spilling forth through my lungs and kidneys, refracting off of every cell, every atom. Through my arms, out my hands. Into the trees. Into the earth. Back through the mind. Back comes the flood of every spirit's Will answering me in harmony! I can hear them, each in its own way & language, as I am you the performer. Filling me up, embracing the force of my call, and reverberating back an equal yet perfectly distinct tide of affections, essays and attitudes. Showering oneness: the realization that everything is alive. Everything has its own weight & directions, its own echoes of defacation. Seeing that and smiling, painting your spirit onto every canvas you find. Every listening ear, every happy song bird. A tide of the truth ebbing between your unfettered intentions and any sentient ear, far and near. And carrying it along at the end of the poem. I splash my feeling of my heart, that which my name vainly signifies as a person with a limited span on the earth. My heart captures this eternity, but I will always exist, and I can direct new hearts to find virtue just as I yours in this digital manuscript. |
To the Underlaying Unity
of All Life, so that
the Voice of Intuition may guide
us closer to our common Keeper