I said, Girl, it's only possible to abandon yourself. God never abandons. God never leave us hanging. If you abandon doing what's right, you hang yourself. To connect with God is to be invincible, it's beyond cruelty, even if your own mother throws you down the drain. God is beyond human stupidity. Your never alone even when you desire it. It's totally impossible to be separate from this experience. If you're human, you're here, you've earned your rank, you exist. But I hate to say this, existence only gets harder. Nevermind God for now, I suggest you do the hard work that you expect from yourself. Find inner tranquility. Run towards inner peace. But don't run. Frolick. Skip. Dance. Relax before we get there. It's not possible to waste time or to be alone. We already live in this infinite moment. Loneliness is clinging to the illusion of separation.
See, in my opinion, we stay connected if we like it or not, with or without death. My mother once asked, will I see you again? Mom, we come together again no matter how far we part. None of us have the luxury of eternal avoidance. It's good advice to face problems, not run from them. Sometimes facing a problem is by severing from it. Each human is an immortally born being. On Earth, music teaches us to interpret the next note before it arrives, to anticipate future events before they happen. I foresee a day, perhaps soon, when Earth makes harmony as daily routine. Cities on Earth are currently noisy. Currently in a hurry. Currently unaware and un-awed by life. So let's get amazed and get a move on. Let's get headed where we go.
The only thing hard on Earth is self love. Well, not the only thing, but by far the hardest. We're very hard and critical on each other, more so ourselves. Too hard. Too critical. Its time to soften the shell. Its time to crack through the casing. Its time to take a chance and break towards the sunlight. Lucky for us good leaders are active everyday. Lucky for us a good generation is born and growing strong.
See, I'm in a terrible predicament where both #Angels and #Devils loathe me, that is to say, both really love me. Both get a kick out of me. Out of us humans that is. I hate to lump you into my reputation but guilty by association. Like one human, like all humans. See, I conjure up hate in Angels. See, I conjure up forgiveness in Devils. I'm a total wreaking ball and in the terrible delema of being rejected by both #Heaven and #Hell. Of course, rejection is subjective. God never abandons or rejects. God is my ultimate numeral uno. In fact, He gave us humans a third option, which we won't discuss around Angels or Devils. We'll keep this third option just between us, a secret for our Earth tribe. Even other humans in the galaxy are off limits for now.
Cause everything starts small. If we continue to judge from the surface, how will we ever take flight? If we continue to judge by appearances, how will we discover new depths? Bad seeds don't grow. Bad people don't live fulfilled lives. Bad ideas don't propagate. However, bad seeds can be made good again. Bad code rewritten good. We haven’t wreaked this planet because we're not even close to being finished. We're not permitted to see the size of peace. Peace is so gargantuan it's impossible to brace for it. The Chroma Celestial year 26,000 exist and is pulling us towards it. The smallest millimeter change can cause a trajectory a million miles in a new direction. The tiniest instability can ripple into the most enormous stabilization. Earth is a good seed, a healthy seed, a seed preparing for germination. It's even more than this. Earth is a catalyst for the birth of a new Galaxy. Earth isn't the temple, Earth is even greater, Earth is the holy alter. Respect it.
- Jimmy James
Of the Growling Griffin tribe
Blueday, Saturn 15, Year 1