So here goes the next enty to those who read.  I received as Neo many messages on my computer.  

I AM jesus it spoke, but...."who is going to listen to you dressed in rags?"  

Oh sorry to the e mail received, You know God asked me to wear rags and be me without "stuff".

So do I have to wear these stupid expensive clothes and plaster make up on , do my nails, and have my hair done, to be listened to?  

God spoke the opposite to me!

My father was dying, and I sat day and night in the chair healing him, no showers and no fresh clothes, but you know what?  I was a God person.  My heart healed from love, not what I looked like.

And let us know why Guatama ceased to die shall we?  His beloved, her name, came to him.  Healed him into health and he told his wife, "you will never touch me again"  truth.

Enlightenment is not the head.  It is the heart of love.

Not what you look like, what you wear, where you live, what clothes you wear and how much your bank balance is.

The light of God entered me in 2007.  A shaman and earth angels working on me.  I was wealthy then. In 2009 God asked me to forsake all.  Never argue with God.

So I did, I became homeless, so that others may indeed 'Wake Up'.  Find their heart of compassion and love.  God asked me to heal those with little light or love.  A huge quest.

I thought I had become succesful, but I resolve myself to the fact that I have somewhat failed. I sacrificed all for God.

Do you know I do not even have one pair of winter shoes?  I live in the UK so this is outrageous, Not so in India or Africa though is it?

I never go out anyhow these days to wear the shoes..................

So look in your closet and count how many shoes you have, and then ask yourself, do I need all these shoes?

Listen to your heart and in there you will hear God.  

Let us pray the meek indeed shall inherit the earth,  If not, I pray God will call us lightworkers home, and be done with you and all your 'stuff'.

Dedicated to all Hamsters still trapped on the wheel of materialism.

I watched part of this movie yesterday.  My mind remembered 2004 and the pain I felt on that day.  The movie opens with a family with 3 young boys, going on vacation, and those kids, hit a nerve with me, and I became both angry and sad at the same time.  For what was to come.............The kids were creating so much noise, uncontrollable, and noisy, entering their hotel room, opening the mini bar, "Can I have this"  My heart felt, selfish kids want want and want.  No wonder parents drift apart with such kids, a far cry from the kids say of India or Africa, I doubt they would ever do such.  The Tsunami arrived, and again I cried, and yet, these kids stopped wanting.  God silenced them hey?  It no longer became about them, them, and more them/  They stopped thinking about themselves, and they had to help others, yes a shock to their system.

I sat and thought about my own life here, and how much my kids have drained me, always wanting, and we as parents, finally give in, for peace and quiet, before you know it the Kids have ambushed us, they begin to control us.  Our marriages end, and the love is diluted from such utter selfishness. Mothers look and feel bedraggled and the Fathers just accept the dull existence.  One or the other finally find love elsewhere, and the marriage finally ends.  Yes kids you take responsibility.

And what of God and the children, WANT WANT WANT....

Where did it all begin this selfishness ?Ask any mother that once felt beautiful and full of life, as the life is sapped out of them.  What about God?  How does God feel?

The kids grow up into Adults, selfish and so it continues.

Until God creates what?  A wake up call.  

  Here's a physics/religious question: If the act of observation changes the results then wouldn't the same apply to the interpretation of the bible? In other words, wouldn't the very first interpretation of the bible have corrupted it?

TO THE MOON *.

The FUMIGATION from AROMATICS.

HEAR, Goddess queen, diffusing silver light,
Bull-horn'd and wand'ring thro' the gloom of Night. 2

p. 125

With stars surrounded, and with circuit wide
Night's torch extending, thro' the heav'ns you ride:
Female and Male with borrow'd rays you shine, 5 5
And now full-orb'd, now tending to decline.
Mother of ages, fruit-producing Moon,
Whose amber orb makes Night's reflected noon:

p. 126

Lover of horses, splendid, queen of Night,
All-seeing pow'r bedeck'd with starry light. 10
Lover of vigilance, the foe of strife,
In peace rejoicing, and a prudent life:
Fair lamp of Night, its ornament and friend,
Who giv'st to Nature's works their destin'd end. 14
Queen of the stars, all-wife Diana hail! 15
Deck'd with a graceful robe and shining veil;
Come, blessed Goddess, prudent, starry, bright,
Come moony-lamp with chaste and splendid light,
Shine on these sacred rites with prosp'rous rays,
And pleas'd accept thy suppliant's mystic praise.

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