Without my grandiose stories everything looks so bleak. All uninteresting shades of grey..
I wonder if it is so in reality.
Probably not.
Without my grandiose stories everything looks so bleak. All uninteresting shades of grey..
I wonder if it is so in reality.
Probably not.
I do feel clueless, bereft of point.
Pointless.
Certainly from a Worldly perspective.
Nothing to achieve. No one to impress.
And then there is God..
..whatever that is.
Our children are enormous law of attraction events.
Look well, go deep. They are as we made them.
Any disappointments we feel for them are gigantic projections.
Healer heal thy self.
I feel like a huge ball of addictions with a tiny spot of love at its centre.
Love is insisting, gently, without demand, that I challenge the addictions and embrace God more.
Something in me says "No".
Why?
I do not want to feel the emotions that arrise when I try.
The brightest future for humanity lies not in technological evolution.
It is in the evolution of our capacity to Love and be Loved.
All technological evolution will follow automatically, and nicely.