There was a golden age in which men dreamed themselves to Be…. More. Yet, in this time, we have dreamed a sinners dream and I have watched us Being… Less. I hear the jangling discord of our nation.
Where is the beautiful symphony of brotherhood? I Remember Who We Are and I will not settle here in the mire that we’ve made knowing Dreams await us All!
Put down your heavy burdens and your loads. Be Not Afraid, and take up the yoke of This New Thing! March to a New Age as our Freedom is bound – each to the next!
Be the Love that You Sow and watch as others put on your courage that we might take up arms and Embrace! Only this will cause the crumbling of worlds made by smaller men.
Let not the dripping of violence from wicked lips stir bitterness within for surely Love can hew out of the mountain of hatred a stone of hope with nothing but the force of the Spirit!
To our salvation let us march onward pressed by the creative suffering of every race and every Equal Soul that paid a price along the way and let us join at the table of brotherhood Dreaming Like Kings!
To stand firm and still within the perceptions that others hold of you maintaining a steadfast posture in silent strength in the current of their will is the surest way to break yourself free from that illusion they hold of you
The me you see is but a shadow of that which I Am. As I dance upon the screen, the very image of life is but my story, and me the puppet, playing out in time. In amazement I watch as it rolls before my eyes, and I, the spectator, appear before Myself, as though small, (a creation of Myself in Mine Own Minds Eye). Yet, the moment arrived when My shadow hesitantly turned and witnessed Myself as I Am ~ THE ONE WHO SHINES! Now, having turned back once again to the shadow world, she marvels and delights in madness at that which We see.
I closed my eyes, and she was there, standing before me in the void. I reached deep within myself, into a locked and treasured recess of my being, and tore out a ridiculously small heart that I had vehemently protected for far too long. I clasped her wrist, shoving it into her outstretched palm, “Here! Take it!” she looked down at the smallness of it. “What is this,” she asked, looking at me in dismay. “It is ALL the love you ever gave Me”, I whispered. Then I turned and walked away knowing our time together was complete, and that she was right when she had said we would never be friends.
You have not been taught that this is a sense, and so you do not understand that you do not think up your own thoughts for yourself. Instead, THERE IS AN ENTIRE BROADCAST OF THOUGHT AS AN ENERGY THAT YOUR MIND SENSES. But because you don’t realize this, you believe that these are your thoughts, and that they are truth thoughts. But. THEY ARE MERELY CHOICES! If you have been habitually thinking the same way, then you will attract more and more of the like, and it will manifest in your outer world, and because you then bear witness to THE MANIFESTATION OF YOUR THOUGHT,itCEMENTS ITSELF AS A BELIEF IN YOUR LIFE. But, YOU ARE UNAWARE OF THIS! You think YOUR LIFE IS a happenstance, not A DELIBERATE CREATION on your part. And that is why YOU ARE TRAPPED WITHIN AN ILLUSION OF THOUGHT FED TO YOU BY OTHERS. What I Amsaying is serious, and if you pay it great heed and EXAMINE AND EXPLORE IT FOR YOURSELF you will find it to be true. And if little by little, or better yet, by leaps and bounds, you CHALLENGE THOSE THOUGHTS, replacing those thoughts WHEN THEY DO NOT FIT YOUR DESIRE, then the tract of the life that YOU HAVE MADE, will change, AND YOU WILLfind the Power needed toMANIFEST THE DESIRES OF YOUR❤