Of Elements and Eternity

I will show you things, and then I will be gone. You won't know if it is me though, and that is how I want it. I am selfish in that respect, but I have been selfish for a very long time. If that part of me would suddenly disappear then it would be a spiritual blessing and miracle, but our Father is perfect in every sense of the word, and I understand that everything He does is perfect. So I will put myself outside, and I know I will make mistakes, I've come to and accept that fact, and I've also come to the fact of unrelenting love and forgiveness. The more I accept the more confident my strides have become. Every facet from the moment my eyes flutter open in the morning to the soft droop as they close once more is a living testament.

I have also become more numb, or I should say I am becoming more numb, and in such a way I feel more accomplished as perverse a statement that sounds. It is my humanity, and I am my Father's.

"In this world, you must be oh so smart, or oh so pleasant. Well, for years I was smart. I recommend pleasant. And you may quote me." ~Elwood P. Dowd~

What is life but a gift, but if life is a gift someone must have given it, and if someone must have given it, it stands to reason that life was meant to be, or has some overall meaning. So who gave us this gift? It was either a speck of dust in a bad mood, or something we'll never understand.

I planted a seed in the soil under my Father's tree. This seed was of a yearning passion. It has now risen to a bud, and the more I attend to it, the more it grows, for you see, it's roots have become entangled with my Father's tree.

All the wisdom in the world from all the books hidden or shown will flail in a foolish light compared to the resounding infinite that resonates all around us. The blind are rising and seeds are shriveling or being choked to death. The rest are silent. Never forget where you are from, for we are of both worlds, but have sided with one.