Simply Difficult

   Where do thoughts come from? A seemingly simple enough question, as most would respond to the query by answering, By the brain of course. And you would be right, but only in the physical sense. The brain stores and processes thought, but original thought comes from your mind, there is a difference. Original thought gets down loaded from a place unseen and outside of our physical selves. The brain ages and becomes steadily less sufficient, but the mind, also known as your spirit, knows no such boundaries' Don't go off and get yourself confused by trying to figure it out, but just accept the logic of original input from an outside source. The computer guys get it, and each of us should have a basic understanding of it. The information being new is spiritual by nature, and it can only be fully understood by another spirit, and then transmitted to your mind. The thought then in brain, gets processed and stored in many cross filings. So then, if the information being transferred is of a spiritual nature, then it is only reasonable to note that the sender of the memo was from an Entity of immense power and influence. Basically what we are speaking of in the actual sense is again, the distinction between mind and brain. In quick comparison, the brain has size and weight and takes up most all of your head, while on the other hand, The mind being of a spiritual nature takes up no room, and is in fact invisible. 

  Physicists speak of the patterns of life, and there is patterns and perfect symmetries all around us. Life is beautiful. The things which we find beautiful, the personal scenes you hold dear, the things that are beautiful to you. Think of what you find beautiful to you, and no boys, we're not talking about some chic, but something beyond just a pretty face. A beauty so deep that it inspires you from within. And when you recognize the power behind perfect order and symmetry, without realizing it, you search the mind of the Most High God. Then He slaps you upside your head He says to you, Go out and make make simply the things wrapped with difficulties.  

Personal Reality

   Knowing the Lord brings on changes. Changes both large and small are a constant adjustment, and constantly occur. When you are aware that the Holy Spirit of God is with and around you, whether aware of this presence or not, the person becomes aware that an Entity far above and beyond themselves is happening. People react differently, but for many, it is a type of fear. A healthy one, and this is natural.  This, is a natural reaction whenever the supernatural enters the scene. Most who choose not to seek Him, do so out of ignorance, and for those there is still some time, but for those who do know Him as a reality and by their free will reject Him. Him, Our Lord God and our Savior, Thee only connection, The Way to life eternal.  Be aware that what you wish and choose, will become your reality. Much like a rock is a rock and forever will be. These types always will be as stone stone cold dead, so too will they become. True death is eternity and beyond without God. You would think that to be enough, to never be conscious again, to have no mind, no thought, terrible! 

  But no, for those who not only rejected Him, knowing full well who he is, for them the peace of death and eternal ignorance is denied them. Them being their actual life, their spiritual selves, for those will spend eternity in torture, alone and isolated, naked in the darkness, without a light of any kind, and an awareness only of what has been, as for their future? Don't know, don't care..   

Connection complete

   Now playing in my hearing is one of my favorites from Eric. Funny, it is said that the cream rises to the top, and so it is with Mr. Clapton. Queen of spades? Give me hearts and kisses. A good woman, one you can be you while she is busy being her, and then? You get busy together. Words like music drip from my fingers. Little Queen of Spades indeed! Piano rain falls, it soaks us willingly to the bone, On it goes, thought I had it but then? Dig deep and follow the bass and he'll lead you in. 

 Yeah when your talking the greatest, personally, SRV, Jimi and so many others. And then along comes Eric and says something like this one. Remember me, I can pick it clean! Feelings? Yeah I got em, Music! 

  Where was I? Ah yes, music at it's finest is from God. Just one of many gifts he bestowed only on man. Like animals? Like Hell!

Story Time

  Looking back, only our mirrored self glared back at us. Which way, which way'd they go, where were they goin, did they say? Whoa there partner, another voice said, hold on there. You'd better slow down ant breath a while. Relax, whatever it is will wait for a few moments while you slow down and catch your breath, ok? 

  Breathing heavily he managed to finally gasp out, W-where am I? Why you're a passenger on the Titanic boy, and you've suffered a nasty blow to the head. Here, let me place this deck blanket over you, seems to be a chill tonight. F-fine, yes, thank you, Titanic? 

  Looking forward used to be seen dimly, but now it is becoming clearer. And so it was that another ship came into full view. Ahoy Cap'm he yelled! Abast ye mate the other replied, do you think me deaf? No, our cap'm replied back again, it seems we are having a dispute aboard as to compass headings, would you mind telling us what direction is due north, we have to recalibrate our headings properly? Sure, but of course was the responce. MMmmm, be thanking you sir, but of course, what else. May the winds stay full in your sails. And with that, their sails filled full with wind, and off they went, disappearing into the night.    

Someone said,

   The title left comatized at the end, was at the exact point, where that point, left my mind. I realized I had been distracted by something, again with the lack of focus, and the sentence beginning sat like that, until now. Maybe a short explanation is in order. I'm writing this on my pad balanced on my knee, as I sit in my easy chair watching Jack Hibbs.com, interview the Prophecy Bros.com, about Prophecy both then and now. In my mind a voice shows me a flyover of sorts like shorts in my mind's eye. Quite the transition I assure you. June 20th to travel to cold, book me for a spot when you visit Tahiti. 

Uh oh, just heard the word genderism come out of the TV, Israel? a whole range of topics. I'm tired of balancing this pad on my knee. So, excuse me while I put this down, and sit calmly and watch the video til it's end. 

Have a good day. Think. for your own sake challenge your mind. AI? Do you have any idea the calculations you do in your head naturally just to operate a car at highway speeds? People merging, people exiting, maniacal drivers, it's a lot. And all from your brain physically, and from your mind, also known  as your spirit, we'll call this last coma, a dangling participle. (look it up)

Dark Side of the Moon

   Having painted the town red, we looked to trip the light fantastic. Not sure what that light is, but it sure looks and sounds good. We spin we circle, we circumnavigate, but even with all of that, we somehow have found our way here. We enter the jungle with the agreement of you go your way and I'll go mine. So we go off alone, each on our own path. Well, each to his own way to a point, but what of the importance of our collective ways? 

  Time, there never seems to be enough of it. Alarms are ringing and church bells chiming saying, Wake Up! A moment of consideration first you say, Spirited debates like Virgin Vessels launched from our location, what retrieve is yet to see. Waste and clutter, a waste of time. A time to create, a time to contemplate. 

  All cream rises to the top, and so it is with the people of God. they've become the best they can be by learning the ways of God. Reality moves ever forward, the speed of its changes are best seen from your new perspective. But by the way and time you've found your way home, you realize that you have come full circle. 

  Home, it's so good to be home. Home is where your heart is and it has been said that the heart is a lonely hunter. Home, warm and safe, snuggled among family, a comfort so lacking in our rush to come round another time, and all this time you have circled only in your personal orbit. Come out and join life. Music interlude, end. 

  This piece is best read in concert with the song. Written while listening and reacting in time with the music, trying to write on pace with the music but trail off after the first two songs, my fingers were tied in a knot. Might I suggest Pink Floyds album version Uncut but joined as one single song. This album is special to me personally. My brother and I saw them together with not even a beer in us, and like everyone not in the band sat mesmerized as if frozen in each moment. It took us three hours to find our car, and again, no drugs or alcohol, straight. Read the script with the music. 

  Again, our family wishes your family a happy and blessed Thanksgiving!   

Jonah and the current Age

  Most of you have heard about the fable (story), about Jonah, the man who was swallowed up by a big fish for three days until puked up on the shores of Nineveh. However you pronounce the name of the city, those of you who know will think that maybe the city's name might come up in the writings from Tolkien and C S Lewis. Anyway, first let's set the above scene straight. The story about Jonah the prophet is not a fable, but a fact. 

  Jonah was a prophet who lived between seven and eight hundred years before the birth of Christ, which of course began this our modern age. You can wax eloquent if you like with words denying the reality of an all knowing entity, One God! the one who started it all , And, is at the center of it all. The Bible is the oldest known verifiable book in the world. Five thousand years in the making, two thousand plus years into the modern age and the Bible is more relevant now than ever. His voice sounds like the rushing of many waters, it is the sound of all languages and spoken words all as one sound, a very impressive sound, for each hears in his own language and dialect. In the small summation that is in my Bible above the actual writings of Jonah. The Bible lives because it has been taught to many writers and witnesses through thousands of years because it remains true today yesterday and tomorrow. The author of the book is the Lord our God as a teacher, the Holy Spirit, told to men and many witnesses throughout history. Written by mere men yes, the thoughts of God as taught by His spirit, told to men and written down, recorded and accurate through the near eight thousand years that is recorded in the book. Simply put, the Bible is not physically written by Him, but written about Him, written down. You can trust the accuracy of what you read If the Bible was a book of fables and lies, it would not have survived some eight thousand years. The Bible is the living and active word of God. Read it, for in it are the teachings and the ways of God, written to men. People, just like you and me, a solitary invitation to come to know God. The one and only God, the absolute purity of the reality of truth. 

Have a happy Thanksgiving, hold family close, love each other, bury the hatchet, come together. Thank God for family and all that you have, but thank Him for being Him, Do it as a family, and He will join us at our table. Jesus isn't fickle, He just never forces Himself where He is not welcome. Pray together as a family, go ahead and try it. Afterall, You have nothing to lose and everything to gain.