blessings // buttons y'all ~ here is where you can push the buttons of meaning and poetic interpretations of angel & angle windows of insight. peek around, there's a lot to see. (you may discover a key) For me? To sew is bestow! (buttons are like seeds) my aim is to frame THAT name : my sight is to ignite and thus write N2 PARADISE CLARITY. (for what is understanding if not for the s3arch & struggle to get there?)
i find it curious, that when folks check in on you, they continue with wonder: “how have you been? what have you been up too? long time no talk too, what’s been happening?” however, those same people can’t / wouldn’t / haven’t – taken anytime to press play to engage in your latest creation.
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if you want the message to relay; indeed all you need to do is press play and LISTEN! (i would really appreciate your feedback / criticisms especially if you make it through the whole thing!
this project was originally released 2 years ago as a written text, featuring 10 chapters with a lot of colorful poetry and allegory. i’ve done the difficult arrangement of writing, editing, and recording it all. There’s no ‘physical’ copy of this book yet because i really want folks to listen as opposed to flipping through the pages and missing something.
Typos notwithstanding, there’s a message! May you get through! Whether through the Angel (😇) or Angle (📐)
Blessings and thank you for everyone that has taken the time! This was done at no cost to you, but if you wish to give a love token and donation :
shall we talk it over, or discuss the matter in silence?
or are you for a government ran by the people, or the system promoting self-reliance?
you know what they say : you can do it on your own!
you ain’t gotta look for home: neither should you ask for help, especially when in need.
SUCK IT UP, don’t cry, just go untreated until your left to bleed!
flesh left open like a party inviting every kind of friend, family, and stranger, which inevitably attracts danger!
cuz’ all them people were gathered in one space : but if not guided by a common grace or principle, their concern is far more scattered and unorganized.
thus, for the people to arise – democratic centralism must be the measure which assures their size!
may our prayers bear knowledge to the ongoing science and emotional feeling.
this type of prayer is an invitation for higher and neutral healing.
to face the very material struggle found in all living beings.
it’s a matter of principally looking in, from within _ examining those contradictions which nonetheless appear as fiction DRESSED in various dictions.
I needn’t recite every line that comes to mind, however it is irrefutably clear – that their lies a wrestle between two opposing forces here and near.
How we confront and deal with one another requires us to call out the whereabouts of FEAR!
depending on the angel / angle, one may misplace the word intended to get to what’s true!
by each clue – may w3 all get through!
When the scenery becomes the garden greenery which enhances the vibration sensation.
what will fill the gap between the bridge that is passed, how can one gather with all they’ve amassed?
Without risking the loss of what they carried, the options are truly unvaried.
going to the ever-turning passage of spitted approval.
as judgements and skeptical glancing seek replacement and removal.
the romancing of the desired beat is to treat a furnished symphony.
for when the kangaroo wishes to land upon a higher stand, because their hump encourages their jump !
how closely do connections cross and feelings tread?
will this interaction be contained or will it spread?
likewise: fungi and real disguised lies, are perplexed in front of truth-seeking eyes.
may we be truthful to the solution, which soothes us to rely on an idealogical foundation and shape ourselves to the real malleable clay.
this is to no dismay.
for when closer to the tears.
and when the mirror reveals all of those spent years…
the pieces are stolen and hidden, returning concerns back to the vendor.
until the push of splendor revitalized the colors left on cluttered tables and midnight fables – convincing that you return to the feeling that left you kneeling….
even at the throne of mercy – you felt deserving of pain.
while being caught in the pouring rain…
you were then released from the choke holds, of spiked ambitions.
your attention would only become knotted and tangled like a geometric spider web.
by thinking you could reach the ebb without the flow, the truth of knowing the invisible structures which are principalities in high places.
when running faces meet the math belonging to shape and angle, the angel once more appears as a lesson to revere.
you did not see it coming, so you ran away.
into a place no one could say?
until you came right back open and barren – as an empty cup intended to be filled to the brim.
although tightly held with muscle and limb – the hour glass slipped from your hands with all the speckles of sand, the sound was as a thunderous command!
for when it shatters it matters because it reaches across all the hard surfaced floor
one can reach the door while answering the bell, for it swells deep in the midnight and afternoon pale.
a noise awakening one to the division of sound and stillness…
disrupting sleeplessness, which was diagnosed as a formidable illness.
the capitulation belonging to the CAPITALIZATION of interests belonging only to the select few? recognizes a RaDiCaL REVOLUTION, which informs scientifically, the work that is left for us to do!
CARE NOT TO ONLY READ BUT DIVE FURTHER FOR EXPLANATION? WATCH THIS INSTEAD :
20 minutes and 44 seconds, you ain’t gotta watch me. just play! ❤
what is ‘paradise’ if not for the s3arch for transparent understanding!
i’ve randomly been writing poems and symbolic gestures starting back to 2013 – in this collection of writings you’ll be able to s3arch through the many ramblings of my mind! i’ve spoken about everything from : SPIRITUALITY , food, and dREaMs & ThEir WaKiNG LiFe CoNtRaDiCtIoNs!
reading my own words have been a revelatory insight into the reason i began to seek higher understanding. it all began in early 2013 after leaving a relationship that had significantly transformed my ‘Process’ of what understanding looks like.
many o’ times, i thought i KNEW FOR SURE what i was going through. only to soon realize, my eyes missed the lies passed right in front of me. it took being told the same thing by close friends, family, and strangers for me to somehow think i was getting through…
UNTIL : I WAS LOOPED BACK INTO BACK INTO A THE WIRE! a GPS programmed to a circular circumference! here i was // saying – i got it, this time! i didn’t have the proper correlation or the education which comes with learning about love but also LIVING with someone whose narcissism is cloaked onto them, similarly to how a robe can cover a pulsating throb.
i didn’t see what was ahead of me because i didn’t realize : RaNdOmLy…the same begins with a name not belonging to a disposition of shame. IT TOOK 8 YEARS * & some change* for me to GET THROUGH!
i was searching for ‘X’ – the unknown but yet known ; cycles of stained decoration, left me in constant hesitation. refusing to move on, assuming i’d become the same pawn – set adjacent to the queen who would guess that ‘chess’ was better played if it ALL was made into a beautiful & toxic Mess!
PARADISE CLARITY has shown me out of the deepest enclaves – i can reach to understanding through the work without feeling the need to justify every correlation that led me to ‘Y’ = ‘X’ has occupied so much of my figuring out. throughout all the years and tears wherein i feared – ever knowing the peace of being alone. believing that ‘home’ – could be understood distant and way out overseas. now i see it all began with me…
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except it’s not just ‘U’ but the ancestors who have always paved the path! one can easily do the math : they told you that it was a hard to do! that numbers and shapes couldn’t be understood by you! but that’s a damn lie – one can try. to reach a higher place ! where grace is already marinating in space!
THE S3arch is how one may get through! (uniformly or RaNdOmLy)
FINALLY releasing this has also allowed me to MOVE ON AND AWAY – from the pains and gains which left me bound to reason (& seasonal treason) against the truth that deeply remains.
herein my celebration, salvation is retained !
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PARADISE CLARITY is the conceptual statement in which poetry and symbolic gestures comes through : to the reader by random and uniform means. It has been divided into 7 Volumes (Years) Starting from ‘Z’ (2020) To A (2013). THIS IS A 460 PAGE JOURNEY! Most of these writings were available online via blog posts, videos, and other forms of multi-media but never given the full moment to be absorbed as a whole. Whether you choose to RaNdOmLy or uniformly flip through the pages : the search to get to transparent destination is open to whichever destination you find most useful!
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have you ever heard the story of the ‘PERSONALLY’s? OBVIOUSLY, they belonged to a PERSON who did not POSSESS their belongings UnLeSs – stored inside of their purse!
some regarded the chapters WoRThLeSs as their VeRSeS were viewed as stringent cUrSes…nonetheless it did not fancy the PERSONALLY’s much at all. for OBVIOUSLY they were rarely, if ever oFfEnDeD – for their lives were only aTtEnDED – by what laid inside of their PuRsE. miscellaneous objects which would often quench the ThRiSt – of anyone suddenly in ‘NeEd‘ one could OBVIOUSLY always find a prediction worthy of sTeEd, with the PERSONALLY’s.
for PERSONALLY it would seem OBVIOUS – that the oblivion which guided their FaCeS – were blessings extended by insightful GrAcEs – a searching hand inside of their pUrSe! could they be looking for a nUrSe? or a rhyme with signature FlAvOr? one that others could not contest but sAvOr! notwithstanding, the PERSONALLY’sOBVIOUSLYmade their purses cLuTcH – preferring to go dUtCh instead of paying one BilL. (*this indeed gave them time to KiLl) Pursesonally? Obviously!it was not that the PERSONALLY’s were so OBVIOUSLYChEaP! but they could not afford to lEaP – too far of a distance worthy that could KeEp – their essentials next to them at all TiMeS! if their arms could not reach inside of their purse // they felt they’d be certainly committing cRiMeS! the PERSONALLY’s held many animations to DiSpLaY – OBVIOUSLY the privacy of such collection did not always rElaY.
folks still trying to figure out what exactly was contained in the PERSONALLY’s PURSE? well, OBVIOUSLY: that’s PERSONAL.
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this is also dedicated to Moon Child, she and eye are often ALWAYS PERSONALLY or OBVIOUSLY something : D
I have been reading a lot of Albert Camus (One of my favorite philosophers) and his book ‘The Myth of Sisyphus’ has stirred within me various questions about existence and just how absurd our lives are. (Especially if you’re living your life like me without a religious meaning) I find purpose in what is unresolved and brought together by a random chaos of meaning. Here are 3 of my favorite quotes *at the moment* from the book.
“It is probably true that a man remains forever unknown to us and that there is in him something irreducible that escapes us. But practically I know men and recognize them by their behavior, by the totality of their deeds, by the consequences caused in life by their presence. Likewise, all those irrational feelings which offer no purchase to analysis. “
“The absurd is born of this confrontation between the human need and the unreasonable silence of the world.”
“”The absurd has meaning only in so far as it is not agreed to. There exists an obvious fact that seems utterly mortal: namely, that a man is always a prey to his truths. Once he had admitted them, he cannot free himself from them.
While I understand the importance of order and structure somethings are better of in between the thigh of the absurd.
The looooonnng and short of this video is, while I can go several places at the same time, it’s about the journey. If stepping into the void lands you on something squishy and wet – may the funk bless your consistency. 😀
I was peddling so hard – I didn’t know how close I was to falling down, until about 28 minutes ago! Ever get in the mood for just a race? You want to run so far as if some zombie is coming behind you! When you got that kind of motivation your legs become even more determined to go faster!
My legs were fully inspired. By the time, I was just about to get to my destination. It dawned on me – I had to stop before coming body first into a collision. (Duh!) Before nearly crashing -I hit the breaks HARD! So hard where I nearly fell off my damn bike!
Luckily tho, my instincts kicked in right in time for me to feel how close I was to falling off. My hands grabbed the handlebars earnestly. Like a man in love holds his lover in the time of delight, I was holding onto dem bars TIGHT!
Suddenly, my feet slid at an angle where it then dragged for several seconds while gulping equilibrium in the process. To make matters more sensitive – I had on soft Nike’s too. I got up – having realized I made it to my destination without falling off. Basically: It hurt like hell at the time it was all done.
As I walked up to put the bike back in place – I felt a pulsating pain. I legit thought I had fractured my ankle. I was happy I didn’t fall off. If the breaks were not engaged – I would have easily run on various solid surfaces.
I guess it didn’t matter how hard I was peddling – as long as I made it to my destination safely. A bit bruised up? Yes. A pep in my step due to avoiding my body crashing? Yes. But no long-term pains.
This taught me a valuable lesson: No matter how fast you’re going. How determined you are. You’re gonna have to stop. You’d be pressed to remember soon before it’s too late. So, peddle deep but take it easy around the corners – remember to break with a considerable sloth BEFORE arriving at your destination.
EDM CASTLES // Entertaining Daily Muses – (Within) The Castle of My Mind
What’s wrong with “cheesy” things? I like bright, colorful, and often corny productions. Whimsical, jolly rancher kind of funk. Can’t have FUNk without fun right? (Thanks, Thundercat! – I’m Drunk) A lot of us are afraid of having fun and that’s where the harm is found. Fun is priceless. You don’t have to buy anything to reach a place of fun. Traveling within your mind brings to light all of those things you can think about and uncover.
I want you to take the moment to visualize yourself sleeping in the bed in the morning. The sun is nearly up and you’re relaxed in your bed in some distant or near REM Sleep. Then you start to hear from your bedroom window the sound of someone sweeping off their sidewalk with gentle strokes of their broom. Imagine this same scenario with you asleep but instead hearing a gas powered lawn mower as your morning bells? What sounds more like jazz to you? Or do you prefer rock music? Would the sound of loud gas tools act as an alarm to you? Thereby giving you the shock of awareness? How would you identify with the way it made you react? Was it all on purpose or was this an accident you had the (un)fortunate encounter by chance?
Entertaining those daily muses are just examples of getting lost in your mind and having fun while doing it. It starts as an idea and then it gets more obtuse till eventually, you wonder if you’ve gone mad. I think the opposite is true – the less we entertain our imagination the more controlled and dictated we are.
Life has a way of planting seeds around you-you may forget where those seeds were planted but they sprout out in time. There’s an abundance of flowers and weeds in the garden of your everyday experience.
Animations of superficial reality connected with suspense all have a playground in your EDM CASTLE.
WARNING: Things are gonna get wilder and phased by the innuendo and crescent stars. Have you found my keys? Oh never mind – I hear them connected to the script of never do I know what you talking about. Have you ever paid attention to how we receive information up close? Giving what you love is what is written on your smile. The freedom to explore those unconventional areas is what makes you dope. Have fun getting lost cuz home is where th3 adventure is.
For when I ascended into the Native Rapture, my mind and frame began to pose a description. Every now and then, she comes again, and the lessons you never forget. You become a Designated Fool as Sananda Maitreya put it.
There she goes speculating on someone For her private school There he is her next sugar daddy-o Her designated fool She’s a teacher of unbelievable skill I once loved her and now I paying the bill
Right about now she’s regulating on someone With her juicy groove If papa comes quick She’ll slow ’em down and teach ’em a textbook trick Some advanced curriculum
She’s a master At stimulating her class I once loved her I graduated too fast
Fool, because with her ALL her knowledge will likely terminate your missionary trip. That can’t be a bad thing, can it?
From the tropical edge, and by the Native pledge – her colors are the foundation of life.
She comes to capture and with strong memories you’ve already ascended into her rapture.
Beyond the stars and passing around the crescent moon; here she has come not a moment too soon.
She reminds you of your vulnerable scales; like the time you thought dolphins were whales.
She always made you remember; science was the only everlasting December.
Her face was shades of colorful ambition; apertures and contrasts of tuition.
What a price you had to pay; for, with your concentrated stare, you have stepped into the gray.
Your mission has become the predator and the prey.
To know you – means she must consume you, but only by her native woo.
It’s safe to say – I had one of the most amazing weekends of my life! Completely filled with sheer supernatural bliss! Very unprecedented and even as I type these words, I am possessed with such wonder! “Did that really happen? / Did I really stand steps away from The greatest instrument in modern music? ” Dreams of “Paisley Park” became reality when I actually stepped into the doors! It was a very intimate, and sensual experience that gave my journey a blissful meaning! NOT TO mention, the BEST breakfast!
One of the most exciting elements of this journey this weekend; was meeting the muse, of a poem I wrote not long ago. I saw an image of a feminine figure and she spelled her ink and captured wise pieces! Moments that were sheer poisonous yet appealing. When I went to Minnesota to meet up with my friend Danny L’amour. Through our conversations, I developed such a conversation that realistically she enveloped the writing I wrote. In our depth of sentences, she revealed her essence. I realized while talking to her – she was the woman eye saw while writing this. That had never happened before to me on that level, I was actually meeting the unknown, and it was such a powerful piercing of wonder!
The imagery of soft pastels you cast send a burning reaction down my veins.
Such excitement which is a foretaste of pleasurable manifestations of serene divinity.
With my eyes; I have begun to taste your insight into what dances before you.
In this particular frame, I marvel at the cognitive renaissance your composition lies.
My questions vanish as I allow your continual charm to answer my begging wonders.
Will you stroke me, as you, stroke the brush that highlights into your clouds?
The journey begins at where my thoughts pass before your sketch.
Have you made up the coloring of your distant abbreviations?
Nearly the shadow of your focus arises over your construction.
Blistering levels of venom intoxicate me by the embrace of your wise sketch.
Thank YOU, for being the muse and for being among the wisest sketches. Your artwork is still embedded within me. I am examining the silence you translated to me. I truly believe I have sat under your construction. You’re going to see me! You sold me a city, that I am only lengths away from experiencing! This is true, and the colors are within me!
Given by the immutable realizations of primitive presentations, one has only visualized the actions of physicality. What is already known is spoken by the suggestive mind. When one bears the fruit off of the tree, a voice will command words repeating after growth and intention. (1+1+1 is 3) There is no denial upon the posture of every position of the business. One has become possessed with a silence due to the arrangement of infallible gestures. Being unable to pronounce the poses and significant details of fashion; there is only the undeniable reality of subjective judgment.For a little while.
In the quality of time and definition, there is room for space and acknowledgment of Silence.
I traveled to Nola to BREATHE because virtually everything in Texas had me coughing! I went on a Megabus which I must add is a perfect way to travel for insanely cheap prices! I traveled with my sister and my niece, ROUND-TRIP from Dallas Texas – Houston Texas – New Orleans it cost me around 12 dollars! No Jokes! With Free Wifi, warm atmosphere, and NO Stops! They really give Greyhound a run for their money! I can go into details but I don’t want to get carried away; it was simply a blessing to find out about their site as I purchased the tickets the same day I heard about it. LOL. Imagine how cheap it is if you book in advance! So I went on my way for two weeks! July 13 – July 30!
Being in New Orleans this time felt out of place because I did not have Miss X with me. She was with me this time last year for essentially the whole time! I stayed with my best friend Toi, whose family is my family! They treated me so well, and every day we arose to the horizon of bright and shifting stars!
Every day was fully convinced with a practice of suspense! I never knew what to expect as the random stars collided into a mansion of promises! It’s safe to say I enjoyed everything there and it really enlarged my cheeks! I laughed so much and created memories that will remain forever! “DON’T SAY THAT PASTOR”/ PEOPLE ARE SOMETHING, YOU GOTTA TO WATCH EM’/ SHA NO/MARY HAD A BABY…OOO MY LAWD” So many things I created and resolved
“DON’T SAY THAT PASTOR”/ PEOPLE ARE SOMETHING, YOU GOTTA TO WATCH EM’/ SHA NO/MARY HAD A BABY…OOO MY LAWD” So many things I created and resolved to be there. I can’t count all of the events as they are so large and engulfed with details of information.
The bowl was full with fruition, and it was SUPER!
Being In New Orleans demonstrated on a high scale, the passion and sincerity in the night. I was reminded of the bridge of ordinary and peculiar realizations. I never knew what to expect being there as everything was given a sense of spontaneity on levels I never imagined. Everyday, was eventful and sharpen my understanding of what it meant to be on vacation. I certainly could not breathe just around beauty, it would be more effective to carry myself in the lens of understanding. My stomach craved for more of the time that was soon going to enter another dimension. There was a time, when the shadows of echoed memories, left an innuendo of old practiced ANNOYANCE. I could not seem to grasp the gravity of why things went they way they played out. I heard so many voices, and I never knew exactly the freedom I have been given. I became paranoid at the the mention of stationary living, and I still am. Being in New Orleans brought everything to where I am now.
At the time when I heard the ‘Infallible Gestures’ come to me, I really did not understand the extent of what it meant, because I was possessed with a silence at the time. Now this silence has ceased, and I have realized the unmistakable presence of those things which have remained in motion. I know now, not to share with everyone your business as some may become like the media, leeching to whatever hint, to assume and create reason why they KNOW where you should go and what you should say. These gestures which are authentic are unable to be removed due to their eternal motion. It’s the story of love which convinced me to hold to those things which reasoning has no time for. We can’t reason the cause of anger all of the time, we say its gesture and we often conceive a thought based on it’s life. but truly it’s all a rotational of landscaping.
Summarized Notion of Thought: As the gestures move and speak on a level of love, fully speak to the relation of strategies. Don’t be afraid to use the color from above, extend mercy and follow in the execution of Justice. As the planets come to find themselves of the orbits of your universe, PLANET and write it down so that the lesson may involve itself in your heart. As hesitation creeps in the heart of a suggestion prediction, remind yourself of the one who is love, the one who starts and ends; in the middle of your wonder. Alpha and Omega, knowing in faith and grace we are kept in security!
Life has a funny way of demonstrating its intentions. The one behind the veil really is the one who orchestrates the story.
I’ve realized the reason to ponder mentions of sovereignty. When one reins the innermost areas of your mind; their scent is what causes a passion for their setting. Avoiding the palace of present stories establishes the realities of desires which may embrace your heart. No one quite understands the full complexity of love as it flows through the medium of simple conversation. When one talks to a persuasion which causes them to question love or the very form of it, they are contaminated with mystery and desire. In the brilliance of silence, one manages to rest in the thought of what causes action. I’ve begun to cling to a surreal identity that has a name and a memory. Traveling into the timeless palaces, bring forth a feeling of an enterprise.
I remember when I said this 6/22/10:”I feel very honored to realize what beauty is to me. It’s more than just a wow factor. More than an inclination of passion, beauty has performed before the eyes of mystery, only to reveal its revelation! It’s paradise found! There is a city I travel to every day and moment of the very second! I will call it the city of X/ X-Factor for now. In this city, the measure of the equation already gives definition to reality. I can expound on it all day! I’m very much honored to have this now! I owe it all to the X Factor!”
The ‘X’ factor can often be a variable which suggests mystery but when one discovers the formula, the equation is not even bothersome. It is in this confession of intention, where I belong under the order of orchestration. When one thinks about the mindless cycles of talented tendencies; they begin to look forward to the sounds of joy and pain. In this effect, giving birth remains and shadows a supernatural experience.
Looking into the rainbows of the sky one can see color has carried on the bedspread of the clouds. The ultra-violet lights of the sun have made visible bright expectations. It’s a scenario where the stars, moon, and sun belong to me. In the nucleus of my own galaxies, I have already become distant to earthly forces. I will make known an invisible promise to my own self. Silence brings sleeping memories and encourages informative desires. What is now will always be; for I have learned the motion of company. I feel pretty close to my will now, and my representation of meaning means realistic.
Summarized Notion Of Thought: The symphonies of deliberate innuendos gives the music a melody that is hidden in the rhythmic harmony. Think about it like this; the deeper our understanding for the degrees of light makes us apprehensive to look into the eyes of the light. I know now, our capacities to arise on the landscape of what is real depends on our focus.
I just finished “Jesus Among Other Gods” and I want to give you a taste of this food I have been reading: here are 7 quotes (One from each chapter) where it took me into a new motion of thought.
THESE ARE IN NO PARTICULAR ORDER OF REFERENCE….REMEMBER..THIS IS JUST A TASTE..LOL
#1 “Truth cannot be all-inclusive, Truth by definition excludes.”
#2 “In our human imagination, we so often perceive our heroes to be something larger than life. We exalt them in ways that do them a disservice. We make them to be almost plastic in our imaginations. And when they bleed or grow old or stumble, we either case them aside or find some way to perpetuate the myth. To Sustain this illusion in our minds. We build statues and erect monuments, and artists paint them with halo’s to establish their surreal personae. We convince ourselves that they are or were something essentially different from the rest of us.”
#3 ” One of the most startling things about life is that it does start with reason and end with faith. It starts in childhood with faith and is sustained either by reasoning through that faith or by blindly leaving the reason for faith unaddressed. The child’s mind has a very limited capacity to inform it of the reason for its trust, But whether she nestles on her mother;s shoulder, nurses at her mother;s breast, or runs into her father’s arms, she does so because of an implicit trust that those shoulders will bear her, that her food will sustain her, and that those arms will hold her. If over time that trust is tested, it will be the character of the parent that will either prove that trust wise or foolish. Faith is not the bereft of reason.
#4 ” Naturalism by its purpose engineers the displacement of the miracle and puts in its place explanations that defy reason.”
#5 “Who wants logic when the heart is broken?” At such a time we are looking for comfort, we want a painkiller”
#6 “Contradiction itself ought to be self-indicating. When it’s not, either truth or truthfulness has died”
#7 “You do not form a conclusion on the presence of a gardener by studying only one bush, there is much more.
Summarized Notion For Thought: The Sharpest Vibration seeks to place me into obliteration.But the intelligence of my faith will rise and stand above this resistance. I have authority and understanding. I am MORE than a conqueror!
writing until the pen runs N2 paradise clarity! (by uniform & random means) 