Monthly Archives: September 2016

624 Fear is the womb 9-16-16 (go to 580 for key word search)

Yes, of course, “Just because I’m paranoid doesn’t mean they’re not out to get me”. But beyond those pursued paranoids, whence cometh this societal cancer, this belief that there are, behinds events, machinations, that unseen manipulation is the camouflaged cause … Continue reading

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623 “…without form” but not void. 9-16-16 (go to 580 for key word search)

Heaven is the home of the Holy. Take note, please, I did not say the house of the Holy. House brings to mind 2×4’s, doors, a pantry, a toilet, solidity with a roof. Holy needs no place. I’ve a new … Continue reading

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622 Musing on dying 9-10-16 (see 580 for key word search)

Someday, as far as I can tell, all of us are going to die. Though not before our time. No one dies before their time. But, for most, before we want to. Of course, there are those, who, for sickness … Continue reading

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621 Breaking away 9-9-16 (See 580 for key word search)

Before the saintly become Saints, they first must struggle, for Holiness demands the fight to stretch beyond soil, wind, water, all that confining stuff, to explore the mysterious uncharted wilderness of the Holy, with native angel guides and Gods voice … Continue reading

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620 At the beginning and at the end 9-9-16 (go to 580 for key word search)

Everything the newborn sees, hears, tastes, touches, smells, is bathed in the misty sheen of magic: mothers milk, mothers hum, her breast, the warm bath, air, each, a miracle. But as the baby becomes the boy, the mist is shaved … Continue reading

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