Whoever spares the rod hates their children By Doug Hazelbaker
Man says, Id rather beat a child to death then love him to life, and his bible taught him that. PRV 13: 24 Whoever spares the rod hates their children, but the one who loves their children is careful to discipline them. My wife and I were discussing the hardships of rearing children today verses in our day. The conversation began from one she had with an elderly lady at the nursing home that raised five boys, two of which became preachers. She told my wife that her boys learned to respect at the end of a switch, and they were all good boys. As a child I remember that kind of rearing also, but when I became a parent I tried to whip my kids into obedience and I found myself more beat then them. I finally said if it hurts me to do it then it is wrong, and I broke from the past and probably was too lenient of a parent in both there and my eyes. As a boy I remember my last whipping. I was caught smoking and dad took his belt off and laid three whacks on my ass, and when he was done I turned and looked at him with the same steely eyes he had seen from his dad that beat him without mercy. MY EYES WERE GLASSY, but shared no tears, and he said I will never whip you again, and I knew that to be true. My father had learned from a razor strap all he knew about raising children, and the best he could he past that on to his sons, but he married an Angel that held onto his wrist as he swung, and he raised three boys that couldn’t weld a whip without a tear, and we raised a village that only knows love. Tomorrow ill be babysitting the next generation of love, and I can assure you that if there is a welt on his ass it will be because he chose to pee in itchy weed with pawpaw saying don’t pee there. He is four years old, and there will never be days in his life that he will hear from someone he loves say ill never whip you again, because the chain of love continues to grow. We all need to learn the truth of life and it can bite, but it’s better if the teacher has a bottle aloe then a whip in his hand. It’s better if the teacher is teaching LOVE in an itchy patch of weeds then to beat an incent mind into the shadows of mans woods. I know the young parents are saying that I am too old to understand, and the world they want for there young is in the heart of love that they know, but I know, you wont beat, plead , kowtow, scare, or convince the next generation that man is the ruling power of truth, because they have heard the lies too well, but unless they know the path of truth is only by love they will wonder in a meaning less trail of confusion pissing in itchy weed till someone touches them with the aloe of TRUE LOVE. http://youtu.be/9muzyOd4Lh8
The price of peace is cheaper then the cost of Death.
Politicians say we need Mo-money, they say we haven’t hit that Debt Ceiling yet! Politicians say we should cut the crap outta Social security and Medicare because those old people don’t need all they get. We spend 170 billion a year on Iraq and Afgan.WAR and we found mo-money to bury soldiers at ALINGTON CEMITARY in Section 60, and their spouses and children understand a true Debt ceiling. Its time to give peace a chance.
I say lets cut the white house staff in half, lets reduce the senate and the house by half, let bring all our soldiers home and give them a raise, lets open our boarders to all that want to live in a land of peace, and close our gates to those who harbor hate, lets have our soldiers scabbard there sabers and greet with hands of opened palms so all the world can see us lead them into a new world of peace.
I say you will never find a Debt ceiling you can’t break as long as war is part of your budget, but what do I know. I’m just an old man wanting a better life for the babies of my babies, but not at any price, and from what I know Love don’t cost nothing.
Albert Einstein said he didn’t know what weapon would be used in WW3, but he said in WW4 we will use rocks and sticks. I know most of you don’t see us close to WW3, but I see many reason you should see a world in a depressed state of turmoil with leaders slobbering at the bit to conquer in the name of God, power, control, and I know in your heart you say but we will win even if what you say is true, and I say at what cost.
Americans are perceived as paper tigers to countries such as china, Iran, N Korea, Libya, and to them it is a derogatory statement because it means to look as ferocious as a tiger but be harmless, but I see it as a compliment for I think it is better to be a tiger with a heart then a snake without.
I understand how hard it will be to give peace a chance and I know many will die, but I also know that in giving up our soul to death we will take up the spirit of life. Man will tell you we can do both as he welds a sword in one hand and a bible in the other, but my heart says we can. My hearts says that Adam couldn’t find eternal life in his mind, he found the dust he came from as he exhale with his last breath the life that god breathed into him. My heart tells me that the life within that breath returned to the perfectly created spirit of mankind for as your bible says if there is a man of peace then your peace will rest on him, but if not it will return to you, Luke 10:6. Words spoken in your metaphorical, Para biblical, prophetic interpretations not mine. My words come from my heart, and they say give peace a chance so my Rootbeer wont need to buy another acre of land at Arlington cemetery.
I know I have said a lot of stuff tonight, and I never know what I will say, but I know it is in the search for love that I speak with words beyond my mind, and yours, but well fitted in our hearts as we dance. http://youtu.be/Fe7yOccqdxI
One of the things i believe is that anyone who believes that they understand the interpretations of any of the disciples or Jesus and are not totally screwed up are as phony as the bible they preach from.
I believe that when we begin to see the truth of our hearts we will revolt in its truth then melt in its majestic beauty. I believe that we will marvel in the truth of our hearts, and be known to ourselves in the light of eternal life.
I believe the kingdom we seek is nowhere but within us as we walk this earth that God so loves. I believe it is in the cry of a new born baby that eternal life is heard, and i believe it is in the deaf ear of that cry that many will lay in death as one.
But i also believe that my cat can dance better then MC HAMMER.http://youtu.be/gQLtCoh5EaI
He is a thought for you. I was born as a boy, and I got all the apparatus to prove it. I was raised as a male and got all the testosterone to back it up, but somewhere in my DNA I thought as a woman. Mankind said your unusual therefore your unacceptable. So man made laws to ostracize the unacceptable, but man kept having children different from the norm. Some were blind some were without limbs some were mentally challenged and he said I love them so we need to love the unusually born, but he still ostracized the sexually different from his perceived normality of man.
I have lived long enough to know that no Man is born perfect in the flesh not even Jesus. His skin wasn’t impenetrable by a sword, his lips were chapped by the lack of water, and his mind was forced to the brink of pain till he cried where you are father.
NOT EVEN JESUS HAD A PERFECT BODY so as you righteously stand above any born to man asks yourself who placed you there, because it wasn’t God he sent an imperfect son to our earth.
I don’t understand men wanting to have sex with men, or woman with woman, and I don’t know what its like to be born blind, deaf, without legs or arms or all the other thousands of ways I could have been born, but what I do know is that an eagle doesn’t like a mouse, a cat doesn’t like a bird, a dog doesn’t like a cat, a coyote don’t like a rabbit AND I RULE ALL OF THEM, AND I CAN BE LIKE THEM AND HATE ALL THAT IS DIFFERENT, or I can be MAN THAT loves all of them.
The difference is in our minds as animals. The same difference man has in his heart that rules his spirit until his soul listens. LISTEN FOR THE SAME DIFFERENCE
There is a very cool thing that has alway happened with me. I
There is a very cool thing that has alway happened with me. It didn’t happen when times where good only when times where bad. its a thing i didn’t recognize till i was old. i know your saying holly shit i wanta know what that is, and I’m thinking you would understand.
I could tell you what it is but if i did you wouldn’t hear me. I could paint this spacial thing of my life and you wont see the color, because this very cool thing cant be seen or heard it can only be felt, and known by the heart.
MC SAYS: I am weary in my thoughts, and i should depart. He says it is the heart of an animal that truth can be found. He lays at my side with contented eyes and says let me speak to the heart of MAN.
I HATE THIS CAT,and i know he will offer words that will mess you up, but he says he has a message of love so ill let him speak one last time.
MC SAYS, Love is born in the first breath of life, and fought for with every claw of your paw. Love is lost in the moment birth as kitten forage the earth. Love is a commodity of Man, a fantasy i find in the pet of his hand. Love is a word that let animals die.
I hate that cat and tomorrow I’m going to garnish him in garlic and rosemary and see if he fits on my new grill, but tonight i am going to tell you that i am not weary, and my thoughts are clear.
A stupid cat says love is born in the first breath, and i say it is born before the first heartbeat. MC says love is fought for, and i say love know no battles. MC SAY LOVE IS LOST IN THE FORAGE OF LIFE,and i say love can be found in the wilderness of animals. ILL NEVER let that dam cat speak to you again because you cant deal with a CAT IN THE HAT, LIKE ME AND rootbeer. lol, love yah.
I don’t know the purpose of my life, and I thought I did. I started a journey to know a higher reason to life, and I wondered in the lower reasons of death. Every step of the way I wanted to step back to the comfort of my life. I felt uncomfortable in my life, as shields left me like battle armor from a warrior’s body.
I danced in a world that sought Christ and I knew I didn’t know how to spell his name, but I walked between JESUS, GOD and Christ till I found a path that lead Me to a place most felt as alone as I.
I didn’t understand the land I was in, but knew to walk on. I saw no brothers, friends, or reasons to continue in that path, but I knew to walk on. The path I saw was not clear and straight. It was dark and uncharted with vines that itch and briers that scratch and I didn’t want to be there but still I walked on.
Every little bit I would find windrows leading to meadow open and clear as I had known before and I would stare at there beauty, but I would step back into my dark path and walk on towards a light I saw.
I stumbled and cried over the mess I was in. I hated myself for the dance I began. I saw myself as less then I had ever seen myself before, but I walked on in that thorny, itchy, dark path, because I knew truth was at its end, and I knew couldn’t walk a lie, at least not in my heart. My journey began from a heart I didn’t understand, but I knew it spoke the truth.
I don’t know the purpose of my life, and maybe I never will, but I know I walked a path towards a promised love and I will never turn my back. Dam you bro.
Udoug
I think you are one of the most amazing people I have ever known. I enjoy reading the words from your heart and mind.
I can easily feel like I am just wondering around in a life I do not understand. It is like I am being lead by a force I do not know. Some days I am here existing with others and other days I feel like I am existing alone and either way I am walking a path that has an end unknown. I always miss your little bro. When he was here I felt whole. I think as we lose the one’s we love we lose little bits of ourselves. I like to think that Dad took a piece of me wiht him when he moved forward. I hope to get it back one day, but I don’t know what is going to happen.
My thoughts, memories of him is all that I can hold of him. Some days that isn’t enough because I know what it was like to hold his hand. On the days that it isn’t I just get by until the sun rises again and then I wake up with the hopes that I enjoy wherever the day takes me.
Today I get to go pick up Dad’s ring that I had Scott Hoppe size. Dink is going to wear it and I am going to wear the matching ring that was my Mom’s. I truly feel like it will be something that carries us along our way to the end of whatever comes next. These rings are my talisman and I will hold on to them for as long as I can.
As ones we love depart, part of us goes with them, but the hole is felt in our minds not our hearts. Love can not be taken it is a gift given unlike the gifts of man.
There is no question with the lose of your father i lost a piece of myself, but do you really think he would take anything from us? He left us with a gift to know the truth of his life before and after his death. He left us with an undeniable belief in love before and after this life, and he left us with a heart to know the difference.
So baby girl the piece you think he took with him is minuscule to the gift he left inside you, a gift telling you all the time do not fear, a gift he left in me saying keep on dancing with my Angels Dougie till they all hear the gift in there heart.
Do you think there is a difference between a soul departed from the flesh and the spirit of Christ? When your Messiah was preparing other for him to be a soul departed from his fleshly body, he didn’t say “see yah later dudes keep the faith and we will meet again” he said when I get done with this dieing crap im going to come back.
Now that is were all this second coming of Christ arrives, and man start slapping your sinning ass around, but what he goes on to say is “ im coming back and let you be with ME AND FEEL LIKE I AM, and he did.
Thomas said come on bro I don’t know the way, and Jesus said “listen up Tom, I am the way. If you know Me then you know all the truth of life, think about it Tommy boy you know my dad you know his son and you know yourself because we are ONE in the spirit of Christ. Then Phil said “awh crap bro I aint getting it either, show me a pic of your daddy, and JESUS SAID “ LORDY DAY Phil, how many ways do I need to say that the father is me and I am him and you are ME when you feel ME in the spirit of Christ.
I was about this time Jesus said “your bony asses should be happy there gonna whack me, and I aint got anything else to say till the prince of peace saves your whining asses.
Sometimes I read your bible a little different then you, but I try and read it from my heart.
I am ME and you are glue, you throw Hell at ME and ill stick to you.
What if I said that every time you read the word ME in the bible it was talking about me? YOU WOULD SAY BULL CRAP THAT BIBLE WASN’T WRITTEN ABOUT YOU DOUG, but what if me is you and god and his son?
I mean think about it every time you read the word ME it includes you, it means you it means all of MANKIND. Would you read scriptures different? Let’s try one Ex 25: 8 “Then have them make a sanctuary for ME, and I will dwell among them.
I know your saying I cant be equal to god the son and the holly ghost, but im saying if your not then you’re his servant not his child.
LET’S TRY ANOTHER ONE. Genesis 3:12
The man said, “The woman you put here with me—she gave me some fruit from the tree, and I ate it. So you are like God and the son and you know good and evil. You will hear the word ME all through genesis, and you old books Then come MATTEW in your new bible and he says ill dunk you in water so you will change the why you think but after ME comes one more powerful then I, AFTER I comes ME MORE POWERFUL then I. Matthew 3:11.
I can go on and on with ME AND YOU with me and your bible, or I can tell you again that you are as perfect as Jesus, but that’s just ME. Maybe you need to die to believe ME, OR LIVE TO LOVE me. Either way you’ll be ok..Someday, but no promise land is found in a grave, otherwise ME AND JESUS WOULD STILL BE IN THAT DEATH CAVE.
I was telling my grandson last week of the day my brother and I ate bumblebee honey. I told him how hard it was to get there honey. I watched his eyes and he wanted to hear every part of my adventure.
It began one summer day as my brother and I was fighting with sticks like they where swords and we were great knights in armor. Suddenly a bumblebee attached me, and I took my mighty sword and in mid air sleighed him. Then another appeared and my brother with the same swift skill rendered it harmless, but from the grass many began to appear, and without fear my brother and I accepted the fight.
They swarmed us from left and right they bombarded like devils from the sky and we battled with our swords like warriors till the last one died, and we conquered there home in the ground.
With our mighty swords we began to dig till we found a pocket in the earth that held these dark ominous bags the size of our thumbs, and as we held them in our hands we looked at each other knowing we had found there treasure that they fought so valiantly fought to protect.
With questioning fingers I tore the bee bags and touched my tongue to what I found to be nectar of a bees life. My brother and I ate from the life buried beneath the ground as we stood bare chested with wooden swords of honor at our side.
I don’t recall wither the two of us fought bees again, but I know we respected them more after that day.
After my story was told my grandson said I want to find the bumble bees in the ground tomorrow papaw, and I said you’re too young and the bees would hurt you because they are great fighters. He said when can I fight the bees pawpa, and I said when your 12 we will talk again. HE SAID OK, So get ready my stingy friends because when im seventy I will stand bare chested with my little buddy as we once again weld our wooden swords in the battle for your treasures till the lion and the lamb, man and beast, truth, love, hope, and peace are one.
White males have always been the supreme power. 2000 years ago after Jesus died and gave this grace to man, woman where told to be behave in the name of God. If woman got out of hand the only why to tell if she was demonized was to drown her. If she lived that was proof she was a devil witch.
But we became more civilized after we had war after war for treasure gold and land because others didn’t know our god, and we found a word called tolerance. With that word some nation began to look for peace, but woman where still told to stay in there place only seen to be above those of any other race.
But we became more civilized and after another war we said other races are humans too but only to a small degree and we let the black man and woman stand equal to each as long as they behaved.
We fought another war or two and both the woman and those of different races shouldered the burden to win the right of all mankind, but only to a degree till babies of hearts raised by all those before stepped into the streets of life and said it is time to know love and peace.
Woman tasted Equal rights, and all felt the gates of Civil rights open, but the need for war had not ended, and peace was not achieved, but the masses seemed content as they found themselves more civilized.
They sanctioned more wars based on political rights and religious belief as they snuggled as men woman blacks whites equal in there mind but had still not achieved what those children years before had stepped into the streets and said listen to our heart we want peace , and love and nothing more.
So here we stand 2000 years after the prince of peace offered the gift of life, and children are dieing around the world. People in love are told you’re the wrong sex to know gods love by woman men whites black who were told just a few years ago the same thing. Here we are still fighting wars in the name of God, as woman men children starve beaten raped and left to die in the name of god, as we say Tripoli is important with our bombs but cant see that the babies on the horn of Africa could be feed and watered with one bomb trying to kill a dictator in Libya for his oil.
I’m too old to go to the street but you are not and it is peace and love that you should seek to achieve, not gold or glory, and I will be there with you at the curb when you hear the truth of my words.
Why do think man struggles so hard to survive? Why is man born to resit death? Why is death so hard to achieve?
Many of you may be thinking why do you ask those questions, and its because i have lived long enough to wounder why death is so hard to achieve.
I watched loved ones being told by the living its ok to pass on, it ok to die. I have watched those absent of life stare into a pillows and wonder why. I have held animals in my hand till life gave way, and i wondered why that they tried so hard to survive.
THE NEED IS NOT TO SURVIVE, the need is to have life. That need is not learned from man, it is told by god. That is why whether you are prematurely born or live to 105 you will strive to have life.
You are not trying to live, you are trying to preserve life. LIVING is not a gift it is a challenge, but life is a gift even a baby knows before its first heart beat and the aged feel long after they want death.
Many of you say how do you think you know this my bible doesn’t tell me that. I WONT DIE before my time cause my bible says suicide is a sin, and i say you wont die before your time because your heart wants to live.
There has been many minds that chose death over life because they listened to there mind not there heart, but every one of them struggled for life as death approached at some point. They shivered convulsed before they surrender to the place they chose till they laid lifeless.
This is kind of a had thing to speak to and you may be saying what give you the right to speak to it, and i will tell you that i try to speak of life love hope peace and truth, and death is part of what you taught me to know.
My right to speak to you comes from my heart, my words come from all that we all have done, my truth is from the dirt i am made of, my love is from the creation promised to all of us, and my life will survive with yours with little regard to how long or short you live, because in my life no one dies till all the honey is eaten. The bee fighter.
Over and over in your bibles you hear the words “do you not have ears to hear or eyes to see”? You say I listen and I look, and I think I see and hear what you want me to know. You say I see you in the bloom of flowers, in the crimson set of the sun. You say I hear you in whisper of the wind, the crackle of snow. You say I touch you in the pages of your bible as my ageing finger turn page after page touching the heart of your love.
Over and over you hear the words of Christ saying “do you not have ears to hear, or eyes to see, or hands to touch what has not arisen in the HUMAN heart”?
Today I watched a cat refuse to eat because his food bowl was improperly placed, I watched two sister dogs growl and fight over one bone. I took the bone away and replaced the cats food bowl, and all was well in there life, but your life cant be made right with such simple decisions because unlike the cat and dog you cant see or hear or touch the hand that makes your world right again.
When I through just one bone into my yard I did not cast peace to the sister dogs. When I moved the source of food of my ferrule cat I did not offer comfort to his life, but when I removed the bone and rubbed the sister’s ears and placed the food in a comfortable place the universe began to align.
I know you’re saying that we are not dogs and cats, and I am saying that you are what you can’t see and hear. You are the rulers of all animals. You are above all. You are above what has not yet risen in the hearts of Man.
If I through a bone of gold you will fight your sister for it, if I place your food source in an uncommon place you will refuse to eat till you fill safe.
Your blessed savior didn’t come to casting peace on the world he came throwing a golden bone in your yard till you saw, heard, and felt the reason he would let you weld swords of war.
Your blessed savior knew you would begin your journey in the mind of sanity. He knew most would die there. He knew some would step into the valley of reason, and they to would lie in the grave of the unenlightened. He knew that some would become mindfully aware of what they hadn’t seen or heard, and those would dance in there imagination until they heard, seen, and felt CHRIST INTENTION.
I don’t have a bible to teach you with. I don’t even have a good mind or heart to assure you with, but I think I feel, hear, and see Christ’s INTENTION. Dam u bro, udoug.
My cat says he understands the reason i would offer him a safe place to eat, but he doesn’t see a reason to stop the fighting between the sister dogs. He is trying to convince me that they are just animals unworthy of my love. He says i have lost my perspective on life and i am demished to there level of reason to be alive. He is begging me to allow him to explain, and I’m thinking my dogs wouldn’t know him from the the bone i took from them. I said i would never let him speak again but he is so convincing, and as the ruler of all animals how can i deny his request.
MC SAYS:
if one cat strays into the mist of two dogs they will team to kill him then fight for the greater share of there conquered treasure, but if one man finds two dogs and one cat fighting he will feed them all, but if two men find one man with treasures greater than theres they will kill him in the name of God. At least animals don’t kill in the name of god, do they master?
I HATE THAT GOD DAM CAT!
Tomorrow I’m going to shave him, then bath him in a bath of chicken broth and send him for a walk in my coyote infested woods, and see if he still talks the same cat smack when he gets back home.
JESUS didn’t come here to save any animal on earth he came here so that we could hear the truth of our hearts. Oh we are smarter than all we rule, but we are not much different. We talk a lot of God shit then die with dirt in our mouth. We pretend to not fight over the bone or worry about the source of our food, but that is what we live for. We define our death by the riches of our life and the sins we didn’t commit, instead of defining our life by the truth we found and there treasures we shared.
ILL NEVER LET THAT DAM CAT SPEAK TO YOU AGAIN. i am going to mail him to Tibet, and let him live with the snow tigers till his his heart warms to mine
You will die with faith, but you will not taste death:
Your bible speaks of “by faith” our universe being made of what is not visible and what is seen not made by god. Your bible examples Abraham, Enoch, Noah Sarah, Joseph Jacob Moses, and many others that died not receiving the promise of God, but they were people the same as you seeking a better country a better city, a world, an earth more heavenly then the one the found.
By faith I walk that path, my examples are named Don, Mabel, Cliff, Barb, Joe, jack, Abby, Norma, Nancy Mid Dick Bud Judy Eric, and so many more. All of which will die or have died never receiving the things promised, but they are my examples of the path I seek to a city prepared for Me.
A city in which I will walk with all them together by the faith in our hearts. A Faith all are born to know but invisible to the mind of man. A universe seen in only our hearts. An earth that whether it is Bud, Abraham, Cliff, Moses, you me even Grandpa Andy or JESUS, we will all be seen as perfect.
IT IS BY FAITH I WALK THIS PATH. Hebrew 11: 1-39
MC SAYS: I have listened to many cats, and they say man doesn’t understand love, they say you cant trust him. They say he will love you as long as you meet his needs ,but he will forget you if you are not part of his life. THEY SAY his life is ever changing, and so is his love. Other cats claim that man is not worthy of CAT love. They say MAN will let you starve freeze and die waiting on there love.
My master says he has never listened to any man. HE SAYS, he loves, regardless of my furry bony ass, and he will protect me beyond the fears of my life.
I EXPECT TO DIE someday, but i will die with my belly up to the only one that i trust, and it wont be to another cat or MAN it will be to the only one i trust. My master thinks cats are stupid, but he still loves ME so i will lay in his arms till i die, because no cats have ever known this kind of love.
THIS IS THE LAST WORD OF MAN CAT DOG, OR GOD.
holly crapolie, how did that fuckin cat get a chance to speak? MAYBE IT IS TIME FOR HIM TO HAVE THE LAST WORD? Dam cat.
love udoug.
I love the story of the bees and I can picture the two of you. I can also imagine rootbeer’s little mind just turning over and over as to how he can fight the bees to! He is such a lucky little boy!!!
Man has compared creation to evolution for as long as his reasoning mind has questioned the authority of the spiritual written words of man. We speak of a big bang that created our universe, but we can’t quite make that theory work, we talk of a being greater then us and faith, but that doesn’t always add up.
Man says look at my diasorus bones, here is a skeleton of a human not like us, and this is proof. Man says I can carbon date this world to have begun millions of years ago. Other men say read the words of my bible and hear my faith, as the world dances between the realities of the minds of man.
I am not a scientist, and I am not a theologian. I am just a man that began a quest to understand the heart of man. For the past two years I danced between the reality of science and religion, and found both failed the truth I felt in my heart.
I found science lacking in the ability to complete my journey to the purpose of man, and I found the written religious path filled with snakes and lies. SCIENCE CANT TELL ME WHY A TADPOLE A BUTTERFLY A BEE A TREE ARE ALL REQIRED FOR LIFE, and theologians cant explain why the promise of God has not been received without death by all man.
My quest began to understand the purpose of Man and it ended with the only words that I could conclude to be true from your bibles, that God created the heavens and the earth day night evening and morning water sky lands seas plants trees fruits vegetables fish birds animals and before he was done he made MANKIND.
All of these things I can see hear and feel and it is after this your bibles swims in the bullshit that Adam was formed from. I don’t question that MAN WAS FORMED FROM THE MUD OF THE LAND I WALK ON. I just don’t believe that we are the Mankind created by God.
I think we are a shell that harbors the spirit of creation known in the beginning as Mankind, and I don’t think that the gift of that spirit was always part of us.
Beyond the beauty of the earth I spoke of, the sky the trees the plants the morning evening the night and day the animals fruits vegetables the only truth I can find is in a boy born two thousand years ago. He didn’t say write this down take a note make a bible he said I am the way the truth and THE LIFE. His words have been written construed confused and manipulated to cause fear guilt pain hate control and separate man from the created spirit of God but his love continues to grow in the hearts of man.
I can prove that a tree gives me shade; I can prove that a man named Jesus walked my earth. I can choose to believe a tadpole can be a man, or a god can send me to eternal HELL. I can have faith that eternal life was a gift from Christ, or faith in impending death.
My mind has many ways to dance in this life. My quest taught me all are wrong, my heart taught me all are right if they include love. Burn you bibles, burn your bras, burn your draft cards, because the only fire god will let you see is the one you ignite.
God created mankind in his image, he formed a man named Adam and he screwed the pup, but God didn’t give up on his children. Love udoug.
Do you understand that in any moment in time my mind can stop. Without notice, compassion, reason, my mind can stop. NEVER TO BE HEARD AGAIN.
I talk alot of shit don’t I. I am probably the greatest philosopher of life you have ever heard, right? Did i hear someone whisper No? Oh i know there is them others like Plato Aristotle, Socrates, but there small time, light weights, to a mind like mine. I MEAN THERE DEAD, and I’m alive. If they had a clue to Gods purpose they would still be alive. Wouldn’t they?
I have told you over and over something not one of them brave philosophers was willing to say. I told you “i will not know death”.
You say I’m a crazy mofo cause everyone dies dougie, and i say you cant kill Gods creation.
Do you understand that in any moment in time that my mind can stop, but whether I’m your husband son daughter wife father or friend I may never speak to your mind again but i will never leave your heart.
I have danced with angels to send THIS MESSAGE, and slept with devils to hear it, so that the living can hear words of love from all that died into life. udoug
I spent a lot of time with my brother Andy today. Before our brother Cliff passed neither of us spoke much about religion, god, bibles, church. On many Saturday nights at the kitchen table at mom’s house we would pester cliff with all the things about god. You know “DID HITLER GO TO HEVEAN”? “Are you better then me” Somewhere along the line he knew he wasn’t better then anyone and he dam sure knew he couldn’t worship a god that didn’t love ME as much as him.
Today I began to understand the eyes I seen in my little brother two years ago as I talked to Andy.
He said who wrote the bible? and I said which one? Then I said all bibles where written by man. He said when I was in Thailand I watched people worship little Buddha looking things and thought they need a holly bible , and I said millions have died for them Buddha things, but I said millions have also died never holding any bible in there hand, and I am one of them.
He said what you mean. I said before you or I walked this part of earth there where Indians here. They didn’t have any bibles but they had a belief in something greater then them. Now you can either believe that they went to hell as the Christians believe or that they found a spirit greater then there mind when they died.
THEN HE SAID, so every one goes to a special place after they die? and I said that’s not what I said. “I said some found a spirit greater then there mind”.
There is no greater punishment man can know then the punishment he places upon himself. How could I know that these simple few words would haunt me for years to come, words said in earnest love, word that have left me breathless in this life.
As I read your bible I sometimes cry thinking of the son of man returning from the Gethsemane garden time and time again to find the ones who said they loved him asleep. Each time I read it, it brings to mind the words I said to my brother the evening before he died. I said “I will be there with you little buddy till your last breath” haunting words that fell short of true in my mind.
I went home that evening thinking I had time to rest in the comfort of my bed, but as dawn came so came the sound of his sons voice saying he’s in heaven Uncle Dougie, and in those word I thought I had lost my last breath.
Maybe it was by chance that I didn’t see a need to stay at his side that night, for I am just human. Maybe it was by design that he chose to pass without me at his side, for he was at the gate of spiritual truth. Maybe it was the purpose of Gods plan to send me wondering in the eyes of another man.
I don’t have answers to any of that, but I know the pain I have known has been self inflected. I know that whether by chance, design, or some heavenly purpose pain is not what I was left breathless to feel. So as I recall the words of my brother’s son on that dawn I too will recall the sound of a rooster that Peter heard, and believe that I have not heard my brothers LAST BREATH.
One of my brother’s friends said he saw Cliff as pestilence. He said his message was fatal to the mind of legalists, and was an evil agent to followers of Moses. He said his message was pernicious to all but those that felt LOVE. A couple years ago those word would have got him an ass whopping. Well said brother GEO.
You think your walk in this life is uneventfully. You say i have watched all before live and die without any real meaning. you say i have read about all them philosophers, all them religious leaders, and there all dead.
You say not one person is alive like your bible promises that GOD SAID. You say its all about faith, but faith verses a bullets loses, you say its all about hope , but hope verses disease loses, you say its all about love , but love verses hate loses.
You think your life is uneventful, but i think the illusion of death has you wrapped in a blanket blinding you to the life you possess. Outside that blanket is a universe that your eyes see like the night sky with a world of stars uncountable to your heart but all part of you.
I have watched man try to assimilate themselves with the same authority of the four horsemen some see there self as the rider of the white horse, the red the black the pale, and all I ever saw was horse’s asses.
MC SAY: my masters mind seems whithered thethered burned and held beneth the the vail of life. My master seems tierd confused and lacking of life. My master seems unworthy of a reason to love. MY MASTER seems to be something i cant love. But still i do.
MY MASTER is more then i can know, so i will lay in his lap till my ears are rubbed with the words i beg to know.
My master is the fog of dawn, the mist of storms, the dew of grass. My master is all that make me warm in life and fearless of death.
WHAT KIND OF STUPID CAT WOULD SAY THAT CRAP.
Tomorrow im going to moose his furry ass with a bath of pork chop fat then send him out to find the whethered truth of life.
Tomorrow, i am going to seek the reason i have loved more then myself.
TOMORROW..i will know life.
Love lessons:
As I sat at the hospital this week waiting on my mother to return from her tests I watched a woman arrive in a wheel chair with her son at her side. She was as old as my mother and her son was my age. She was obviously in pain, and suffering, but what I also noticed was that she was adorned in jewels.
Several of her fingers had diamond rings she had necklaces of gold and rings hung from her ears of jewels. Her hair had been professionally cared for and her old wrinkled face had been dressed with makeup from hands that didn’t shake from her pain. Her son sat diligently at her side and tried to comfort her, and as I watched I thought there is no difference in love.
On my way home I told my mother of this woman and I said that it made me realize that somewhere between the popcorn and fudge on Saturday night you taught us that the true riches of life can’t be found in jewels and gold. She said I know.
The true riches of life are tasted in fingers covered in salty butter, and cheeks smeared with chocolate fudge, as you sit nestled in a room of love.
You can be a rose on mountains, or a bed of spice. You can be the dew of strife or the fragrance sweet scent of sacrifice of a savior to god. You can cloak yourself in the pure white petals of purity and dance with the lily in the valley to toil not nor spin with the weeds of man. I am a rose of Sharon, a lily of the valleys.
UNCLEAR FEAR is the worst fear man can know. When you can’t identify the monsters of your life the shadows of your night the reason for your fright.
My mother told my brother Andy she was afraid, words I know held his heart in away only love knows. He said “mom are you afraid to die, of being alone of returning to the hospital or nursing home?” she said no. HE SAID “are you afraid of another heart attack or a stroke or something physically happening?” she said no he said “mom, what are you afraid of, and she said I don’t know, but inside I feel afraid”.
My brother and I know my mother very well and fear is not an emotion she is quick to admit to because she has always looked it in the eye and stepped up to its intimidating powers, but when it’s ugly head is reared without reason it is hard to know where to stand with sword in hand.
Many things can put a person in this place whether young or old. When the chemistry of the mind is disturbed as a result of stress, medication, physical changes such as pregnancy, heart attacks ect, the anxiety is as real as the monster beneath your bed when you where three.
UNCLEAR FEAR is a hard enemy to fight especially for the protectors of the ones they love, but it is a real enemy to the frightened. I just hope that Barbara Jeanne knows that a circle of warriors are around her with swords held high and shields held close.
As a boy I had many nightmares some began with my eyes open, and my father would wake me by simply saying “ Dougins when I count to three you will hear my fingers snap and you will wake” IF ONLY I could take my mothers fear away with the count of three and a snap of my fingers.
I miss my little brother so much right now because I realize that one third of our power has been diminished, and I know if we were a couple of sister instead of two old snaggled toothed brothers we would be better at this. But for know we will walk this path clearing all the fear we can see in her way until she is held in arms that say wake BARBARA JEANNE.
My cat is curled at my feet and says i don’t understand life. He is begging me to let him explain. I WANT TO TRUST HIM BUT I KNOW HE CANT SHARE MY HEART.
One last time i will let him speak.
MC SAYS: FEAR is always clear, it is the accelerating dimension of life that avoids the expectation of death, only man cant believe the reason of unclear fear for he has placed love between the instinct to survive and the purpose of life. Only MAN believes in something greater then his mind as he believes that his mind is like mine but greater.
When MAN is as animal as i am then he will never have unclear fear.
I hate that god damm cat! He knows no god. I think i may have the Antichrist as a pet. Tomorrow I’m going to stake him at the edge of the pond an see if he will draw turtles to his bony ass.
Human fear is a dieing disease. It was born with death when the first human stepped out of the garden he was born in to the world all of us live in. Human fear goes beyond the thorns and briers of life, it walks to the depth of death, and beyond.
Only MAN BELIEVES that eternal life is promised. A promise heard in his mind by many Gods, many bibles , in many churches ,synagogues, cathedrals, and all promises are held in the righteousness of GOD, but as with all animals he places his instinct to survive in the strength of his hand not his heart, and as this cat lays at my feet you lay at the foot of your heart.
I am woman hear me roar!
Two words have been wearing me out for a few days. The words are likeness and kinds. I ask my wife what she would call something of the same likeness, and something of the same kind. She said something of the same likeness are similar but different, and things of the same kinds are specific in there nature.
Two words are bothering me because one says that I am similar but different then all of mankind, and the other says that I am specific to all mans nature.
Your bible begins by telling you that birds, fish and animals that walk the earth are created in the same kinds. It even goes further to say that of those kinds are those that walk the earth as either wild or livestock, and its all good.
That seems to have been proven true. I know some say that chickens are the evolved kinds of dinosaurs, and lizards are evolved from ancient crocodiles and man is the Y chromosome of billions of years of evolution, but I am still either the likeness or the kind of my creator, and I believe I am of his likeness.
Man says because I have both the y and X chromosome that I am the original likeness of God, but I think that the likeness of our species was created when Eve was formed from the rib of Adam, and only from her was any flesh covered species born. As far as I know there are no men with just the Y chromosome, but there are many women with just the X, so as I try to decide the likeness I am I must first embrace the woman from which I began.
I know MAN HAS NOT LET YOU THINK this way, but man has seen himself KIND of like most animals.
It is here you see a curtain falls, GOD SEEMS TO BE DONE, and he seems to be good with all of CREATION. But there is someone who keeps writing your bible. I’m not sure who wrote any of it, but he must have been helped by ?? god?? the holy spirit ?? the son of god?? anyway this guy kept telling the story of eternal life and he says all the good stuff is done.
We got birds, land, animals and mankind and there all getting thirsty and hungry cause no plants can grow without rain, but springs popped up, and rain came, and god said we better make some one to garden OUR creation and from the mud of the land he made a gardener named Adam and with the breath of those who FORMED him he made a human being.
This human was a good worker but lonely so god had him name all creatures and this human couldn’t find one of his KIND so a woman was made from the bone of the man (not the spirit), and woman was taken from MAN.
man and woman from this moment left both father and mother and became flesh, without shame.
it is here you see the curtain torn, it is here you see eternal life, it is here you have been deceived, it is here you found death, it is here you are loved.
Man has a choice to either trust his bible to teach him, or the spirit in his heart. I CANT SEE THAT HE CAN HAVE IT BOTH WAYS. Either there were Cherubim with swords of fire guarding the entrance to the Garden of Eden so that Adam and eve and all produced from them couldn’t return, or a gift of the spirit of life was given to all man so that he can return to that garden by Jesus at the cross, but not the flesh and bone man. Didn’t both Adam and JESUS in your bible either begins as spirit or end as spirit but both found death of there flesh?
The man that accepts the gift of Christ, the gift placed in all mans hearts, NEEDS NO BIBLE, he has found eternal life in the beauty of creation. He has seen in flowers the father, son, Holy Ghost, and the beauty of the entire heaven, earth, and universe. He needed NO BIBLE, to know that beauty, that love he felt in his heart.
If both our teachers, or should I say all our teachers found death in the flesh (Adam and Jesus) shouldn’t I look for the truth of life somewhere other then in the mind of man? It would be easy for a Christian to say no the truth of eternal life is in the words of the bible but not for all, and others have said in the words of the bible all man is told he will have eternal life, but I don’t think man can know the truth of life unless he finds the spirit of his heart.
I MEAN think about it. WHO DO YOU KNOW THAT SAYS I FOUND THE PATH TO HEAVEN eternal life, the kingdom, the paradise, that didn’t decide that from a bible or parts of a bible or words of a bible? Some say I don’t need church, bibles or nothing because my bible told me so. See how silly that sounds? You say you either found Christ because of words of a bible or from words of a bible, but Jesus didn’t shove bibles up ur ass when he died on that cross he didn’t build synagogues all around the world with the stone he roll from his grave. He left a spirit in your heart that said know me and you will know the creation of mankind, you will know every star in the heaven you see, you will know the earth that we so love.
YOU DON’T NEED A BIBLE TO KNOW THE TRUE SPIRIT OF LOVE. You were born with all the truth you need, and you will never die with that wisdom. Its your bible that says the gate is narrow not mine, its your bible that says its finished not mine, its your bible that says all are saved not mine , its your bible that says some are saved not mine, its your bible that says the truth of love was found in your mind, NOT MINE.
The truth of life is shared within the gift placed in my heart. The same heart you hear when you have eyes to see and ears to hear.
Most would think by know that I must feel all alone Most would think i have danced for my brother long enough. Most would think they know what i have yet to see. Most would have found harbor in the mind of mans sea.
Most don’t hear the whispers of a screaming heart. Most don’t feel thunder in the deep sleep of night. Most cant see the truth of there fright.
Most would think by know that i have danced with a brother all alone, but i am a brother that never dances alone.
My head is aching, my heart is breaking, and my face is flush with the tears im holding back. I sit in a darkened room like a spider in the comfort of its house.
Butterflies swarm around the nucleus of my life as I sit fearing the light my queen will find. Truth is forth coming to the darkness of a spider’s night.
Love bubbles up in a frothing ocean as tentacles of life is felt from the abyss held in the dark reason that I wait in the corner of my dark sea, as rainbow fish swim in the light my queen will see.
Night is part of me as I wait to see my queen jump to the light of a sassafras tree. Moss is the place I watch from in a view of love to believe Day is the Dawn she said I am worthy to see as the most beautiful spider to climb her sassafras tree.
i want to sleep but I’m afraid to.
Days like this are quite emotional to me. They offer up much more then what’s for breakfast and how to pay the bills. They ask what the reason for tomorrow, and what’s to learn from the past.
One of the thing my generation of children offered me was a one word response that I distained, it is a simple one word response to any logical question or statement they were presented with. If ask “can I trust you to be home on time, and not drink and drive?” they would say “WHATEVER” dad, if I said “I love you do you understand that” they would say WHATEVER dad.
They survived there one word response, and are now dealing with the generation of there life, and there children have technology that is so far from the one word response I had that they must try and understand how to protect them till they live long enough to protect there children.
You’re saying what’s your point? My point is that we are constantly evolving from the mentality of the birth of Moses, to Charles Engle’s generation, to a Walton’s, generation, to a hippie peace and love generation to a, whatever, lmao, internet global world, but with each generation we keep passing on the one and only thing that makes us ONE and that is love for the life created.
We will change, modify, alter everything except the why we love our babies, and to this day if needed we would weave a basket and float our babies down a river to save them.
That’s what I think, and if you don’t agree, WHATEVER!
MC SAYS: That is by far the stupidest thing he has ever heard a human say. HE SAYS, Cat where crapping in the sand outside Cairo long before Moise was born, and not one dame cat has changed. Humans just keep getting dumber cause they don’t see the truth of there life.
Every cat ever born knows that the purpose of his life is to survive as long as he can, yeah you human screw us up with your love, but bout halve the time you leave us to starve, and the other half you want us to kiss your ass.
MC SAY I AM INTERPRETING HIS THOUGHTS AND HE WANTS TO SPEAK FOR HIMSELF.
My master is a man that is looking for the heart of creation. He thinks he will find it in his heart, but no man has seen anything more then the creatures of creation, and we at least learned to bury our crap in the sand not in our mind.
I’m getting to tired to fight this freaking varmint. I’m going to drive to the dunes on Michigan lake and tie a pound if Indiana sand to his tail and see just how far he can swim till he needs man.
I think this is my last time to tell you that the creator is as much you as it is all of the words you named it.
Your bible said LET US, your bible said follow ME, your bible said, All, your bible said, LOVE AS ONE. your heart knows THE TRUTH, your heart knows THE LIES, your heart knows THE LOVE, but your mind is barely above the cats of Cairo.
No cat of Cario was offered the gift of Christ. No creature was found as a worthy companion to Adam, so Woman was made( not created) for the man who was formed from the earth of creation.
As with the cat and all that walked the earth both wild and livestock man an woman were the ward of all creatures of creation, but Adam (man) and (Eve) named by Adam where not created but made, formed by them in there image of mankind. A MANKIND that rules above all that walk the earth.
The formed humans held the the heart of creation and the wisdom of creation, but chose to to know the knowledge of creation and within that mind it smelled the cat shit of the sand in Cairo.
Plato’s apology;
If given a choice of death or paying a small fine for believing in a god other then the one of your congregation, which would you choose? Socrates chose death. He believed that it is in the examination of life that life is known. He believed with every question a contradiction of the original assumption will emerge till truth if found, but his own theory offered him a cup of poison at the finish of his trial as well as truth of life.
To his condemners of death he said: For if a person were to select the night in which his sleep was undisturbed even by dreams, and were to compare with this the other days and nights of his life, and then were to tell us how many days and nights he had passed in the course of his life better and more pleasantly than this one, I think that any man, I will not say a private man, but even the great king, will not find many such days or nights, when compared with the others. Now if death is like this, I say that to die is gain; for eternity is then only a single night. But if death is the journey to another place, and there, as men say, all the dead are, what good, O my friends and judges can be greater than this?
The next time someone suggest that the god you love is not the one you should love ask them if they sleep in undisturbed dreams? If they answer yes then you are speaking to a liar, if they answer no then you are speaking to someone like you still seeking the truth of life.
I haven’t spoken much God stuff tonight because I know it makes most almost want to puke, but there is one word that separates all from each other. That word is FAITH, a word that divides one heart from another. Your faith decides whether you live by laws or scriptures that free you from laws. You have either found comfort in the faith of some bibles laws or in the grace of some bibles scriptures, but either way you are separate from the heart of Christ’s truth. A truth that says believe beyond your mind of a reality offered to the spirit born within your soul. A spirit that rose from the dead, rolled rocks from graves, and said believe in me and LIVE.
When I ask my brother what is the belief you have he said most would say it is universalism, but he said I don’t wear name tags Doug, and I new he was searching to find the truth of his heart for he couldn’t say the word of his god, and I passed his mind off to thoughts of all the irrational journeys of man, and I wondered on.
Then I looked in his eyes as his irrational eyes stood at the door of this life and stepped to worlds beyond, and without a shimmer or flicker of human guilty he said not goodbye but come on, and I grabbed the handle of the door just long enough to know the faith of his heart.
I have hammered on that door for a while now, I have pounded on it with a bible, I have beat on it with my mind, and chiseled at it with my heart, and I found that it is only in the faith of my heart that I can crack it open to the light of life I saw. I realized that there is no grace given to a sparrow in a snow storm or eternal life to butterfly that fly in the night frost, but all that know the seed of there heart will be reborn in the eternal spring of life. A life that spans all laws and grace, all scriptures, and believes in the faith of a heart that drinks from a spring of eternal truth.
Neither my brother nor my god left me with bibles or scriptures, but both left me tools to hear our hearts, for I am one with both. I am faithful to truth.
I believe when man understands the difference between Jesus Christ and Christ Jesus he will know the difference between life and death. i believe it is in that understanding that the truth of God is reveled to all the sons of the living God, and the dwelling place of eternal life within man find consciousness as it awakens to new life.
You can choose in this journey of life to hold a bible in one hand, Strong’s concordance in the other, or a gun in one hand and a knife in the other. Either way you will find yourself beaten to a bloody death, or you can throw all that stuff to the ground it came from and walk a path of love awakened in the awareness of the love in the spirit of your heart.
I know that a common fly has a compounded vision a thousand times better then mine, and I know that an insect will live a thousand times less then I, but I also know that a baby blind to its own birth swims in the love of my lifetime, sees the reason of my life time, hears the purpose of my life time, and lives till I see all that is to be seen in his lifetime. Circle my peach tree, treasures my dance, and wonder my forest of love till you see a thousand times more then I, or stare at me a thousand ways with a thousand eyes till you see all the love of a an unborn child that sees with only one eye of truth in a vision compounded by the love of every heart born. IT’S TIME TO STOP KILLING UNBORN BABIES. http://youtu.be/T_MUUvcvjEg
I spent a life time dancing alone holding only the hands of those I loved, then two years ago I let all the world touch my heart and I felt a violent rejection to the explosion within my mind. I felt a revolting break between truth and lies, but I walked on. I wanted to let all that I felt flee my mind but I couldn’t, so I walked on. I danced in the garden of human desire hating the truth of all that man wanted me to know as I seeked the Eden of there confused words, but I walked on. I felt myself sliding into the muck of religious confusion and found the strength to climb the sassafras tree to the top of life, and hold the hands of the only love my heart had ever known. I danced in crazy circles on a carousel of ever speeding life, but held my focus on the truth that I saw in eyes that said there is no goodbye in eternal life, there is only the welcome of love that your heart will share beyond all the heartbeats it can know.
As I try to understand the theology of human understanding of the creation of life I am tripped over and over by his interpretation of Christ. The last disciple to write a book about the teachings and the words of Jesus was John ‘the son of Thunder’. At an old age John knew that he needed to share his words because man was beginning to preach false truth to mankind. They were beginning to say that Jesus was not God, for how could the father speak to the son if they were ONE, and the trinity of three separate but divine became the truth in mans mind as JOHN in the thunder of the son said the father and the son and the Holly Ghost are ONE. Some tried to dispel the separation of the oneness offered in the gift of Christ (the spirit of all in the creation of all mankind). They claimed heresy in all that believe in ONE Godhead, whether preached by Sabellisusism, Modalism. Pataipassianism and they wrote bibles that separated man from his beginning. THEY WROTE BIBLES THAT SEPARATED MAN from the gift in the spirit of life. They wrote bibles for Buddhism Hinduism Catholics holly bibles for thousands of churches of Christ and gave MAN the desperate belief that if he tries heard enough he can be loved my God, his son, and offered this grace in the holly spirit of Christ.
Some have begun to understand that from the gift of the spirit that all sins were forgiven, but few believe that as they walk this earth they are ONE WITH NOT JUST MANKIND BUT THE SAME AS THE FATHER AND THE SON. You are told in your heart that you are greater then Jesus and that you will do more then he did but you don’t believe it, you think you have to die to know the truth of the gift of your heart because your mind has no eyes to see or ears to hear the godhead of life, but you will, because the truth is waking hearts all across the land that was created in the image of you. love you, udoug. http://youtu.be/XLgYAHHkPFs
THE JOURNEY IN DREAMS OF LOVE:
Life and death has been on my mind today because some one I don’t even know lost the love of his life and I know the pain in his mind. I would like to say that it is the pain in his heart, but over the last few years I have decided that the heart knows no pain, it only reorganizes the bliss of love, and in the absents of that the mind cries in the grief of his mind as he feels what he thinks is a broken heart.
Death of true human love is the only emotion that can fracture the membrane of the mind to expose it to the beauty of pure love. The mind heals from its pain over time in it ability to mend that tare in its connection to the ones it wants to be with so that it can dance in the happiness of the human existence, but is left empty to the crevasse of the tare in his mind and open to exposures of his heart in the scar that tries to blind him again.
MAN has defined the words of life and death and cant see beyond there definition. Man symbolizes the difference of life as the ability of the body to move, speak walk and if he can’t see or hear you then you are dead, but I say that the definition of life and death has little to do with your bodies ability to see, hear, move, speak, dance, or cry because Adam and Eve were dead the moment they ate that apple but still could walk speak breed hear talk and lie till there last breath, just like you.
All you bible lovers know that as of gen 2: 17 you were dead so how many time are you going to die? Most of you agree that Adam and eve didn’t actually die after eating that apple , hell they lived on for like a thousand years having kid and incest with there kids and there kids-kids, but hell fire they wrote a book that kept all mankind in line till the day they died, and for generations after.
So it would seem that all mankind after the debacle of Adam and Eve that everyone was going to be punished with ETERNAL death as we walked this earth speaking moving seeing and talking, but if we could only make laws that promised eternal life then a few of us would know ETERNAL LIFE,.. lordy day thank god for the words of MAN.
Every man, woman, and child since Adam has know human death because they were born to know it but no man will know eternal death because our creator doesn’t fail and for even one of you to not know his love would be a failure.
I don’t believe I will know human death even though I know you will one day see my body not move speak or respond to your words, but I will still see hear and speak to you with words born in my heart.
You believe in both the heaven and the earth. But you can not see that as you stand on the solid land of man that there is a fog that you can soar above to the clarity of a heaven of love seen in the heart with the glimpse of death in the grief of torn minds in the death of love. There is no father, brother, mother, son, or wife to be loved on earth for you are ONE in the heaven of all that is to be loved.
Beneath the soil they will lay as salty tears fall there way. Upon the grass trembling feet will stand as they wrap untold arms of love around the shoulders of soldiers of untold love, and on that knoll of the faithful hearts they will rise to the peak of mountain tops.
This is for one of the four horseman of this site that walked with me on my journey when I could keep my head up. I HOPE HE HEARS MY DANCE of LOVE. http://youtu.be/rJE_Sc1Wags
LIVE TO LEARN
I believe that in every aspect of our life there is a reason to ‘learn’ the mystical and magical truth unknown to our minds but known in our hearts. I believe there is a reason that there are billions of stars in our sight and billions of galaxies beyond our site but are thier to be seen in the hearts of eyes that see beyond the reason of short sighted vision. I BELIEVE there is more to see then we have been told to hear, and I Believe I heard that in a babies heartbeat, a babies cry, a babies eyes. I BELIEVE life travels beyond any galaxy known to man and it is between any of his heartbeats that he can go there for an eternal lifetime.
I BELIEVE NO CHURCH , NO PRIEST , NO PREACHER can walk you in the same sandals as Jesus did as he gave you the gift of Christ the spirit, of Christ the grace, of Christ the love, and he did it with out a brick for a church , a bible for your studies, or laws that would beat you into HELL.
I BELIEVE that the holly grail has been drank from, the price has been paid, and I can tare the top from a rusty past blue ribbons can and bless you with the same authority, the same blessed assurance of grace that any man can with any holly water on earth.
I say these things because I have seen the beauty of a Lilly that didn’t spin, and the seed of life that let it grow. I say these things because I know that the seed of life never dies and I was born as all from the seed of life as where all.
I believe that if you believe in life AFTER death then you believe in death before life and I believe that is what everyone since Adam believed, but I believe in LIFE without death which is what Jesus taught ME. I know that’s crazy for you to see, but the choice is to buy some man made promise that life is after death and I say screw that! Ill either dance alone or ill dance in life with Christ. Some grace preachers will say your saved either way, and I say to them …from what?????????
Family: A word that means you.
There is a fowl that many country people have and it is called a guinea hen. They are known as the guard dogs of fowls and found to be monogamous in there breeding habits. They forage on the ground but also rest in the trees to alert all of there family of danger approaching. As a young man I recall their Cackling as I tried to approach my now wives farm house, and today at 8:30 this morning I was alerted by a guinea hen that informed me that she was going to Wal-Mart to buy enough chicken to make the broth she needed to make the noodles and dressing for thanksgiving. Several hours later I was sitting at her kitchen table filling her pill box as she came home with the chicken to make the broth that will feed the bellies of her brood with all the noodles and dressing that they could ever want.
I don’t know if ill ever know what makes an old hen suddenly flare her wings and dance in the majestic hearts of all that she loves, but I know that I will never stop loving it, and I will always seek the guinea hens of our hearts, and if I was going to try and understand the reason that she chose to cackle at the top of the trees today I would have to say that she understood that without the broth nothing can be made. She knows that from the Sammy to the Andy that all is lost if the broth is forgot. SHE KNOWS THE AMYS THE ABBYS THE JOES AND JACKS THE CLIFFS and all before and after are in the broth of life, all are the body of love. I ran a bit low on blood this year, but I didn’t lose a drop of love because I was born in the broth of a guinea hen, and lived to share it. I won’t give a god dam about your ultimate plan until it blends into the broth of my truth, until it warns me of your dieing clan.
Its easy to live till you die in mans life, but it’s so hard to love till you live in mans heart.
BJ and dougins. http://youtu.be/K-FQL-tJ3ic
I listened to a man today talking about those who have found themselves on a spiritual journey. He believed that most don’t truly begin that journey in the first half of there life because there nature is to live in this human life. The one that strives to climb a career ladders or to be part of the beautiful people accumulating wealth prestige, and that sort of living is done in the first part of life, and even after that most won’t truly seek a spiritual journey until they have bottomed out on this life. He wasn’t trying to say that man only seeks the truth of his spirit when he has failed in this life, but that he has had an experience or enough experiences that let him see how powerless he is regardless of his wealth his beauty, his stature in his community.
He admitted that this search was not based on a chronological age but on a deeper understanding within us, one that we may never find reason to explore. I was impressed by the man because he was a catholic priest and I knew his inner belief was growing closer to mine’. He believed as I do that the mysteries of God are being offered to one heart at a time in a minutia’s manner, and that the secrets, the magic, the power of our divine spirit is unfolding to those who have ears to hear and eyes to see.
I knew this Catholic priest and I were on the same path in our spiritual journey when he was willing to say this “It’s not correct to say Jesus is God. It’s not correct to say that — Jesus is the union of the human and the divine”.
He believes as I do that Jesus was the earth that let the seed grow, that Jesus was the dawn that will let us wake in the image of the divine creator. I believe that I am here to learn till I can teach. I wish that the only journey I would have began was one to a tropical island with my wife in one hand and cold beer in the other, as we worked on a tan of our external appearance, and I tipped the waitress enough to impress all with my external achievements, but I was held in the eyes of a dieing man who said fear nothing, and believe all that you hear, see, and feel from your heart.
The curtain has been torn in two but the view can be only seen by ONE.
All mankind has lived in the dreams of his future, but what happens when mans future holds little to dream of? What happens when children cant dream of a better world then there parent had? What happens when the vision of a child is a life of poverty hunger government controlled existence? What will happen is that those without dreams will cast off restraint and take what they need to find there dreams again, just look at some of the most religious countries in the world, labia, Egypt, Syria that have cast off restraint for a dream, a vision of life and you can be assured that the youth of our country will stand against the control that they are beginning to feel towards the dreams of there life.
These revolutions wont change the destination of those that cast off restraint but it will offer them a dream , a hope that life will not parish, and from that mankind will grow as ONE. Proverbs 29: 18.
I wish I saw things differently, and I see a beautiful world ahead for all because the son of God drank a full cup of wrath paying the price for all to know the truth of life in the spirit they are born with, but for now till all hearts see as ONE we will dance in this world, or sleep in its earth till you see hear and feel as ME.
All mankind has lived in the dreams of his future, but what happens when mans future holds little to dream of? What happens when children cant dream of a better world then there parent had? What happens when the vision of a child is a life of poverty hunger government controlled existence? What will happen is that those without dreams will cast off restraint and take what they need to find there dreams again, just look at some of the most religious countries in the world, labia, Egypt, Syria that have cast off restraint for a dream, a vision of life and you can be assured that the youth of our country will stand against the control that they are beginning to feel towards the dreams of there life.
These revolutions wont change the destination of those that cast off restraint but it will offer them a dream , a hope that life will not parish, and from that mankind will grow as ONE. Proverbs 29: 18.
I wish I saw things differently, and I see a beautiful world ahead for all because the son of God drank a full cup of wrath paying the price for all to know the truth of life in the spirit they are born with, but for now till all hearts see as ONE we will dance in this world, or sleep in its earth till you see hear and feel as ME.
My last post was the 56th post. One stupid comment after another, one for each year my brother walked this earth, but here I sit blurred eyed wondering why I have offered you a moment of my time have. I knew this would be the last words I would speak here but I didn’t know why I started or why I would end till I read this.
Who Walks Among Us?
My wife and I were having a conversation about the last post on personal faith and I expressed how walking in that faith made it much easier for me to see the opportunities in each day to learn knowing that God’s will is always to fill me with unlimited light. Then she said something that was full of inspiration for me. She said: “Maybe everyone is not here to learn, maybe some are here only to teach.”
As some of you know I have been studying the idea of reincarnation mainly because I so strongly believe our purpose on earth is to learn and I find it difficult to believe we learn all we need to in just one lifetime. When she said that some may only be here to teach it made me realize that none of us really know who we may be walking with on any given day or why they are here on earth. Even the bible talks about being careful because you might be entertaining Angels. The word Angel simply means “messenger of God”. That’s really what a teacher is all about, to bring a message to someone to help them learn. I still believe that most of us are here in this journey to learn whatever we need to learn for whatever is next but something in my heart leaped when she made that statement about teachers. If it is possible that some are only here to teach then it’s also possible that others might be on this journey for other reasons that we are really not aware of.
Anyway, I just thought her statement was quite interesting and it has made me rethink just who really is among us on this journey we call life?
I don’t think I agree with you little bro about the reincarnation stuff because I think we are as perfect as we can be in this life, but I agree with you that we never know when we are entertaining Angels. I do want you to know that your brother and I have held all that you found precious in this life as close as we could for you kid.
Love yah and see yah soon bro. Brother Doug. http://youtu.be/7pA5UhNaYw0
All of my life I have watched people sit silent because they weren’t sure if what they said would meet the approval of all that would hear there heart. This is so prevalent with sexually abused children. They are so afraid of hurting someone else that they won’t say how they are being miss treated
I have also heard those that use there overbearing voice to silence the whisper of the heart with a pounding fist and a thunderous voice and I have seen the hearts of grown men whimper to the voice of God shouted through the lips of man.
I have known fear in both the mind of a child and in the heart of an adult but I stared at it with the love taught to me by the hearts of which I was taught and I looked at life through eyes that knew what to fear. I had been chased by monster in a vortex of consuming life in dreams that even my eyes couldn’t close to sleep in, only to wonder if the embryo of love would forgive me.
I could have died satisfied that I lived brave in this life but was stopped in my swirl to look back to the rim of my beginning as I begin my journey to the peak of my mountain top and I sit camped on base of life. That doesn’t mean that I won’t climb to the place we all seek it just means that I have not yet claimed my footing in the path to the peak.
I said I could have died and some may think you should have died, but like I said I have never known a fear greater then my brave heart as either a child or a man. Many of you have had reasons to never speak again, and most of you have had reasons to speak with the thunder of a Christ you heard spoke of in the words of a bible, but it is all of you that have had the seal of the book in god right hand torn so that you can speak from the gift in your heart.
Not from the heaven, the earth, or the ground under but from the spirit of your heart is the words of your bible that let you stare into the eyes of fear and smile.
All of my life I have watched people either sit silent or boast, and I have always heard the hearts of the silent, but it is time for all to speak from the book in gods right hand that all the seven seals are broken, and paid for in the cup of wrath that a brother drank to open the mouth of a silent heart..A mouth of love that fears nothing and with these words you can speak from your heart “Worthy is the Lamb, who was slain, to receive power and wealth and wisdom and strength and honor and glory and praise!”
Or you can pray, worship, preach with the mind of a goat as your Billy babble is heard in the minds of man, and I will stare at you with the love of Christ..
Little less then three years ago I broke my separation of church and state and allowed the religious to be part of my mind. I walked into that forest knowing that that I would be engaged by both truth and lies but believed I welded the sword of LOVE.
I tried to read your bibles, many of them, with the mind of a god of unconditional love and I found all of them separated, limited, and conditional. I found them violent not just against people, but ideas, thoughts, beliefs. I found your religions violent to people, singularly and as groups, whether believers of god, or not.
But I also saw a changing world. A world that can’t sanction the violence of there mind, a world that can’t reason the separation of people, rejecting the differences in race, sex, age. I saw the religious laying down there swords of violence and welding the armor of not church and state but church and love. A place they have known a separation from since the death of Jesus.
I saw this because I opened my heart to the reason of our existence to the purpose of our love. I SAW THIS because I was willing to feel the violence of your Christian LOVE as I walked from the forest to a jasmine lined path, of date trees and love a garden of love. A place that young girls are not burned on crosses and boys are not hung from trees. A place that fat old men do not decide wars based on the power of there religion, but a place that tender beautiful heart of all races, sexes, ages, speak with one tongue, one mind, one heart , and one LOVE.
I am going to leave this garden as pristine as I found it. I will rake it, weed it, and leave it for others to find as beautiful as I did, but I will not stand in its path.
4ubro, DOUGINS http://youtu.be/kEogJacjLTE
In the last 20 years Americans have decide that cremation is the way to be disposed of rather then burial. They say that because of the economy people choose cremation at a cost of $800.00 vs. $8000.00 to be buried, but I think that due to the freedoms we have that free minds see the value of there perished body and choose to invest in life regardless of the cost and spend nothing on death, and I believe we are seeing the change of times from bound minds to free hearts. The loser to the winner, the slow to the fast, the present to past and the first one now will later be last, as times are a-changing.
There is so much about the words of this song I love, but not until I was touched by a dove did I hear more then Dylan and feel the gift of nails on a cross, and I know that human minds cant see hear or feel the dance, but all of Gods hearts sing to it. http://youtu.be/gn9pISDbdcc
This site is both the honey and the bee to me. It has offered me a place to tend to open wounds, a place to mend as I grew strong again, but it has also been a room that I walk into with the memories of my past as I more clearly fought to see my future.
The mind is a tender organ and shrouded in the hardest shell, it is protected in the reality of human needs, and only allowed to taste the spiritual truth if it is willing to venture beyond the protection of that shell.
For most to take this journey will leave them excluded from the grace of most human life. They will be seen as different, extravagant, senile, insane, and some will be if there path was not in the light of love, but all that step on the trail to understand the true reason of life will kick up the dust that made the first man in the image of his creator.
I have walked with a wounded heart, and felt it mend. I have walked with a broken mind and grew strong again, and it is time for me to open the next door of life and taste the beauty of our future. A future that will not include a broken heart, broken mind, it will not know the sting of that BEE again. It will only embrace the honey it found as two brothers stood as bee fighters for the life they could see.
It has been almost impossible for me to say goodbye to my human brother, and much of what I have done is keep him alive in my human mind by coming here, but I finally found him in my heart the same as me, one with me, equal to me as I found your God, your savior, your holly spirit, your Jesus ONE WITH ME.
I don’t know if the journey I took was worth nearly three years of my life to find out that I am like God, but I know that I had to take it. But know im on the other side and I want to rest in the garden that I grew weeds in, stomped on the flowers in, and watered thorns instead of trees in.
Most won’t understand but my brothers will. Are you my brother? Are you my sister? Do you know? Did you answer yes? Did you answer no? Do you know, ME.?
Dam you bro, im still fightin Bees, are yah with ME? JUST FOR YOU KID. http://youtu.be/Us-TVg40ExM
I spoke once to family about the relegation we place on our love, the way we delegate its appropriate place in our hearts by assigning it in a manor that is only given if thou is found righiouse enough to be held in the arms of those to bless you, and without exception family found my meaning to be acceptable in there mind, but few heard my heart. Tonight I want you to hear my heart and it says that if you are relegated, appropriated and righteous then you are assigned to love beyond your mind. You are assigned a place in life that lives beyond your time on this earth, this world, your flesh, this reality. You will be more then you can see, understand, comprehend or explain. You will not be exceptional to anyone but to your heart which holds every heart that was relegated to your love. So as you dance in your new hair dew, you led TV, the first off the line car, house, or shoes remember that your first breath and last are only known by the love within them. The family I spoke to will be one day long in my past, and I will be forgotten, and that is how it should be because the family I hear is in my future, a future that holds each of you to my side.
Open your minds to the truth in your hearts, let dark see light, let eve see dawn , let love blind your mind..
For my BG, she didn’t know why she loves me, but she knew she did. http://youtu.be/vQh112HQsoE
It is hard to understand our beginning because we see ourselves as this pottered body made from the clay of earth formed by the hands of God, but we are so much more then we have learned to see ourselves as.
If God would have gently held the air of the sky and packed it with his hands MAN would have disappeared between his fingers, or if he would have cupped his hand into the pure water of his earth MAN would have ran down his arms to his feet, but he gathered us up from the dirt held by the air and water of earth and from that he separated the male and the female the good and the bad the right and the wrong the evil and the love but he never left us without a path to the beginning of Mankind
We still try to see ourselves in our pottered image as the image of God, but we can’t see the pure water, the pure air, the pure earth, we began from as ONE. We live in separate lives of male, female, good, bad, right, wrong, evil as we look for the path to a heaven we were born in, created in as one.
We swelter in our minds to understand the purpose and reason of MAN in a reality deprived from the truth of mankind. We stare at the stars of heaven and cant see light in our heart as we wait for the sun to rise again, we wait for the son to rise again, we wait for the heaven we were molded in and we speak in the words of man till the gibberish is the truth of our ears as we wag our tongues in the words of man.
You were created as perfect as the heavens and the earth, you were created as perfect as the moon and the stars, you were formed to know the love of all that is, of all that was, of all that will be. You are as great as god and you will be greater then JESUS when you see hear and know the gift you were given.
IM NOT HERE TO TELL YOU what that means, but im here to tell you it true. LOVE till your tears, laughs and cries sing in the song of my dance, udoug http://youtu.be/AscPOozwYA8
You want to achieve more then MAN EXPECTS of you. You want to be at your last breath all that you can be but in your journey you tier in your quest of what that means. So you say things like im an atheist and this is all ill see, or I have tried and it’s up to god not me. Oh my what we do to have a clue of the purpose in our lives
Doctors are saying I have half the blood I need to carry the oxygen to the brain that feeds all that I need to make me able to think speak and understand what is expected of ME, and I say that purpose, reason that will to know is not in any cell of my body or mind but is held in the spirit of my soul.
My god doesn’t care if I cure cancer or find the common reason for peace on earth. He doesn’t care if I make all the water and air pure on earth because he knows (I) cant, but he knows that if I know the god of my creation then I will also know the perfect world that he began
You say that’s crazy talk, but you didn’t say it was crazy talk when your bibles, priests preaches, rabbis, ECT through water on you dunked you, sprinkled you and said “you are born again”<<bullshit.
The spirit of Christ was freely given to all, and it is within ALL to be born when each is ready. NO pressure, no hurry, but all will know the loving God of creation when your ready, and that doesn’t matter if your in the ground or on the earth above love will be shown to All.
YOU MAY BE SAYIN HOLLIECRAPOLIE HOW DO YOU KNOW? Well, I could say read your freakin bible like John 14: yada yada or I could just say in my heart I believe, and what makes MY HEART any less worthy to know the will and purpose of gods love then your simple minded belief in love from words taught to you from MAN with the palms of his has raised to some heaven in the sky.
I WONT BE WRITING HERE AGAIN, I have walked this path long enough. I again want to thank all those who left this sight open for me to understand my heart and be with family and friends as I walked to places I never expected to see or know. Wow what a journey it has been, some stuck with me some left and came back again but all of you have let my brother hold my hand till I stepped out of the cloud to the other side of life again.
It’s a hard thing to meet death in the eye, and when that eye is someone you love more then yourself you are left to accept the emptiness or to seek the reason you are brought to your knees in pain, and I choose to not let the pain fade but to look into those hazel eyes and wonder in the mind of dark forests and twisting paths as we held hands and my mind spoke words that I saw crazy and beyond all that I could understand.
He didn’t lead me, or show me a path. HE DIDNT WALK ME TO God , or to the CHURH light of man, he just held me and stood by me as I tripped over rocks and logs in my road till I felt my heart again, the heart he was showing me all the time in them hazel eyes of love.
It would have been easy to let him fall from the sycamore tree, but that’s not what a brother dose. Happy bday bro. Doug http://youtu.be/C1KtScrqtbc