Dear darlingest Annelies Marie,
The ides of march are coming around once more, my love. This year, I shall write you a poem - "Starlight Smile".
Some people think human suffering is a problem that needs to be solved. This is the same kind of thinking that proposes to the soul of Mankind that line that death is something humanity needs to control or manipulate.
Suffering is something that needs to be shared. The sharing is the problem and not the suffering itself. Too many people try to think that what amount we deem to give to others is the size of the gift like happiness is a material thing to be had only by measures earthly and base. But the giving IS the gift and this spiritual reality is a truth that is plain in the Gospel messages.
Material thinking would also have us believe that death is something that Mankind needs to bring under its direct control like death were some created thing to be manipulated according to our good pleasure. But death is a divine decree, it is a motion in the course of time that fulfills in mortal things, the immortal plan of the one, eternal Divine and once grasped by hearts willing to see beyond the veil that covers it with shadow and tears is a not thing worth the abject despair that makes derelict the life that we all need to be able continue to live in spite of it.
Death is something that needs more respect than fear for death is but an extension of Justice's arm; an undertaking of hope for some, a reason to love for those souls even fewer than some, yet being the sum of the faith of all things, death beyond the terrible image of itself is a motion of a grace kindred to the longing of all who know and love God and seek His goodness and mercy, serving the LORD with a righteous fear.
Prayer therefore, my precious Starshine, must be ours to practice, difficult though many a time it may be, so that our hopes remain always like our breathing together. For prayer is the breath of the soul, my love - a source of grace.
Life is an art; loving, a craft of life and human sexuality, a tool. Beauty is the impression of life as an expression of its art. It is the substance present in those timeless moments that each of us get - in the ahas, the wows, the hmms and the yahoos - that stay with us like an indescribable thing, etched forever in the wake of our memory, gently beckoning us closer into the conscious heart of its playful yet quiet mystery; enabling that growing sense of marvelous unraveling from within windows of our soul, like lapses in time that reveal the timeless, fleeting glimpses of itself leading to Itself.
Sex and sexuality and the landscapes of this most difficult of journeys that you shall take from within yourself, dearest Starshine, is another matter we shall also take up together along this mountain path. Suffice to say for now, my love, beauty does not entirely depend on sexuality nor does joy arise from its misuse. Understand that this is a thing that goes very, very deep into the human soul for sexuality is a gift to our Mankind by our LORD God Himself and you shall have for yourself a measure of the difficulty we face as regards to its actual divine purpose against the overwhelming tides of the misconceptions that exist surrounding the issue of human sexuality that lay hostile siege against life.
For sin has been set against the original order of creation for such a time yet let us come now to a holy remembrance that not for evil's sake does time exist for verily, there are choices that are laid before Mankind at this present time that that took thousands of years in exile time to mature. Choices that are difficult yet choices still that are present, here and Now, for reasons that are not only good but are also of a good that is completely comprehensible to the soul of Mankind.
There is nothing that is easy that is worthwhile - this is true for all realms, human and angelic, in time as well as in eternity. The labor of human civilization and its sustainable peace is a reflection of this truth. As regards to our inhabited earth, we are at a crossroads as one whole humanity in this present time; a defining moment sleeps within each heart that is called by heaven to awaken to the choice to claim our natural right to a common destiny as a one family of nations and shape the nature of the times to come according to the history that we shall write during these days by the common and nameless lives that we shall live each day, in this generation and on to the next, so that the foundation of better things may be laid for the rest of the generations of life.
This or the whole planet shall descend into another thousand years of conflict until the right choice comes around again but the unthinkable burden of this shall not be theirs but ours. But I believe in our ability to deliver this promise for it is not for want of good that there is evil in our world but for want of contrast between what is and what is not. The heart of Mankind, in spite of our brokenness, shall always tend towards the good - you knew this, my loveliest love, implicitly and unerringly - and you held on to it. So do I and so shall I, my darlingest.
I have to go for now, my darlingest dear. It's such a beautiful Sunday!
I love you.
Always to always,
Pusing
I feel most especially for our little Starshines who are touched by the curse of war, my love. Our young ones are quite resilient but there needs be the expulsion of war as a paradigm whole and the rebuilding of the things of peace for our young to be able to utilize this intrinsic resilience to the obtaining of its purpose, the preservation of their own hope for peace and will for life, and the maturation of the potential universe that sleeps within their soul.
War and the expressions of war are terrible, the violence of battle cause traumatic injuries not only to the corporal body but also to the human soul that understand it not. And children most especially have no ability whatsoever to comprehend the violence of battle.
Where the children are not given the requisite environment that they need to be able to grow into their natural vision as human beings, where the hope of the young are not insulated from the conflagration of war, the whole community is placed in a state of calamity. War when given free entry into the lines of our generations shall seek to confound it and to eventually overthrow its natural order, wreaking havoc upon its wake, leaving gaps where gaps should not exist, division where no division must thrive, turning fathers against sons, sons against fathers, siblings against siblings, destroying the peace and cohesion of our families, diluting the strength of entire human communities, miring entire peoples in poverty and despair, making vulnerable our nations and exposing our shared humanity against the beast that seek to devour it. Mothers as well and the responsible paths that lead into motherhood when exposed to an environment of conflict shall ultimately defeat the purpose for which the defense exists, maintain the life of our humanity and the order of our generations and by doing so, preserve all of the life of our world.
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Tuesday, February 24, 2009
20090224
Dear darlingest Miyang Marie,
I love to see the beauty in others,
like watching over a dream that sleeps,
I experience in the gold of their smiles,
the timeless substance of things
that are alive to the memory
of the longing that seeks to live in me.
And that in a nutshell is what I am feeling right now, my darlingest. Yes, there is much trials and difficulties and even now they persist and I expect that they shall do so till our promise is fulfilled but still, my loveliest love, to have not lived this life at all would have been my greatest regret.
The soul that lives in the heart that longs for God is a vast universe - and I would that I share this sweet feeling that burns like the warmth of your smile so close to my being to others who must also awaken within themselves, the Kingdom of a God that seeks from within to walk a more closer walk upon this world with our suffering humanity, here and now, at a time of great trial, to let shine His changeless glory in this deep and forlorn darkness - ever as a Light unto Mankind.
I love you, my loveliest love.
Always to always,
Pusing
I love to see the beauty in others,
like watching over a dream that sleeps,
I experience in the gold of their smiles,
the timeless substance of things
that are alive to the memory
of the longing that seeks to live in me.
And that in a nutshell is what I am feeling right now, my darlingest. Yes, there is much trials and difficulties and even now they persist and I expect that they shall do so till our promise is fulfilled but still, my loveliest love, to have not lived this life at all would have been my greatest regret.
The soul that lives in the heart that longs for God is a vast universe - and I would that I share this sweet feeling that burns like the warmth of your smile so close to my being to others who must also awaken within themselves, the Kingdom of a God that seeks from within to walk a more closer walk upon this world with our suffering humanity, here and now, at a time of great trial, to let shine His changeless glory in this deep and forlorn darkness - ever as a Light unto Mankind.
I love you, my loveliest love.
Always to always,
Pusing
Saturday, February 21, 2009
20090221
Dear darlingest Annelies Marie,
I saw Push yesterday after work, my darlingest. It's surprising to see how much Dakota Fanning has grown up yet I know that underneath it all, she is still a child, seeking for herself and quite vulnerable in her seeking.
The world of our today, my love, seems less violent. But that is only because the violence that is intrinsic to this earth is less apparent. Not that it has ever diminished but more so because much of its deceptions seem to have found welcome within the life of our very nations themselves. The poisonous fruits of these lies are either kept away from our view or are sold to the generations of our children as food for their souls. As a result of this, a particular spiritual malaise, hidden just beneath the surface of the reality which is our common habitation, exists in our civilizations like a simmering within, always ready to erupt seemingly with neither rhyme nor reason to claim more and more of our blood.
Hell makes its bitter war with Mankind as a whole primarily by denying us the light to be able to move our nations forward in exile time.
When I see the beauty of the young in my heart, my love, I am almost always recalled to the battles that rage within those worlds within. For I know how precious they are to our LORD, to all the angels of God, and to our shared humanity and how near-infinite their potential to give to this absent world what it needs to ascend to those places in time and dimensional space that our nations today have yet to dream of going.
But beauty seem incomprehensible nor hope existent to the darkness who itself does not comprehend itself.
War without remembrance indeed, is like murder without regret; an insufferable evil not fit to even breathe the same air we breathe, eat from the same earth that we cultivate, live among the same communities that we built, and walk beneath the safety that is forever guarded by the remembrance of all our generations past for those who actively and willfully seek the beast of war only seek a desolation that calls itself "peace". This peace is a lie, my love. It is not Our peace, therefore it speaks death to itself.
I feel very, very much for our Generation Y-ers but not without hope do I let these things be expressed for hope is an intrinsic gift given specifically to our shared humanity - Satan and his reprobate hosts shall forever rage against us in the depths of Hell because of this gift; it is an exercise in futility. For we will labor now, by the grace of Almighty God, to close the iron gates of Country against the beast of war so that the promise of God to our Father Abraham of old may bless with the sheltering wings of peace the one family of the nations of mankind, bring relief to our shared humanity and repair to our exhausted planet.
We will overcome and our humanity shall be better prepared to prevail for our overcoming but first, we must be able to recognize darkness from light at a time, times and half-a-time. And from 2009, we must upon this favorable season of peace, in the Name of our LORD God and on behalf of all the generations of life, build together as one family of the nations of mankind, the foundation of new things, PERSEVERING together in God and Country, so that former things may pass away and history renew itself in the face of our needful world as our nations march east, shoulder to shoulder, leaving the darkness of the past behind us forever.
There is no other safe path Home for humanity than this mountain path.
Indeed, I believe in our promise together, for I know the strength of hope is like human sails, billowing with the substance of truth, bursting with endeavor, shining in the night, for like you, my loveliest love, I believe in the intrinsic goodness of the human heart.
I wanted to talk about pornography and other things but I guess that will have to wait, I feel spent. But today is a lovely day, my loveliest love, and its the weekend - we clever cats always find fun things to do. I read "1" on my calico meter at 0 feet and that's how I know its working, because of you, my loveliest love. I'm so glad to have you as my friend!
I love you.
Always to always,
Pusing
Some more fragments I'd like to park here for now:
As regards to the one Peace, O ye numberless Stars, we shall be as the waters of the Deep, full of hope, calm with potential, pregnant with wonder, and ever ready to respond, shoulder to shoulder, to the LORD who Alone exists above the coherence of our nations of the one family of the nations of mankind.
At the level of the highest whole of our one, ascendant peace, at the summit of this truth that embracing all of creation, preserves the rule of Divine Providence within our realities, there shall be no more prophets, seers or spiritual leaders - there shall be only our LORD to lead and to guide us, like the one Daystar Sun that shines Its golden sunbeams above the equality of the calm of our waters, to penetrate with Its sharp, sustaining light, our souls and the sacred abode of our hearts both as individuals together and as individual nations together, till the shores of forever.
For as the one Fold of the one Firmament, comprising the all in all of the elect of our LORD from eternity, we are all each to our all peers to our peers, friends to our friends, and companions to our companions - from always to always.
Remain true.
O numberless Stars of Father Abraham, know you now that the honor of our one God is entrusted to our hope and our ability to deliver on this promise shall have significant bearing on the lasting shape of things to come.
Time to redeem from the darkness of the past, our sense of direction, and turn away from the darkness of this midnight world, let us complete our remembrances of the one peace, bring forward our hopes into the now and advance together with faith eastwards, unto the dawn, unto the LORD, unto the one whole one.
Time is an instrument of our LORD. It is a safe refuge - let us use this refuge, we shall build on the peace from within each of ourselves, and from this truth, build on the peace of our own world - exceeding not our own sufficiency - being patient with ourselves - hoping, one with another, and clinging to our LORD - let not haste nor restlessness allow us to forget that time itself is an ally of the one peace. For time is purpose and this purpose fulfills not the ambition of war.
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Free will and it's responsible practice is Liberty and Liberty shapes the life of the nation. She is the beloved Shepherdess of Justice's flock, a seeker of lost choices that complete the dreaming of every human community.
For the free are not free without the dreaming of Country and every dreaming of Country can only awaken to the call of lady Liberty.
Liberty is not free choice but an enabler of human choice under whose watchful vigilance, serve to mature in exile time, the nobility that sleeps within the souls of Mankind.
The greatest of human civilizations are those nations that Justice possess, those who dream the dream of Liberty's peace; of whole nations ascended into eternity, awakening together to golden shores at the completion of every noble endeavor of Country.
---<--@
I saw Push yesterday after work, my darlingest. It's surprising to see how much Dakota Fanning has grown up yet I know that underneath it all, she is still a child, seeking for herself and quite vulnerable in her seeking.
The world of our today, my love, seems less violent. But that is only because the violence that is intrinsic to this earth is less apparent. Not that it has ever diminished but more so because much of its deceptions seem to have found welcome within the life of our very nations themselves. The poisonous fruits of these lies are either kept away from our view or are sold to the generations of our children as food for their souls. As a result of this, a particular spiritual malaise, hidden just beneath the surface of the reality which is our common habitation, exists in our civilizations like a simmering within, always ready to erupt seemingly with neither rhyme nor reason to claim more and more of our blood.
Hell makes its bitter war with Mankind as a whole primarily by denying us the light to be able to move our nations forward in exile time.
When I see the beauty of the young in my heart, my love, I am almost always recalled to the battles that rage within those worlds within. For I know how precious they are to our LORD, to all the angels of God, and to our shared humanity and how near-infinite their potential to give to this absent world what it needs to ascend to those places in time and dimensional space that our nations today have yet to dream of going.
But beauty seem incomprehensible nor hope existent to the darkness who itself does not comprehend itself.
War without remembrance indeed, is like murder without regret; an insufferable evil not fit to even breathe the same air we breathe, eat from the same earth that we cultivate, live among the same communities that we built, and walk beneath the safety that is forever guarded by the remembrance of all our generations past for those who actively and willfully seek the beast of war only seek a desolation that calls itself "peace". This peace is a lie, my love. It is not Our peace, therefore it speaks death to itself.
I feel very, very much for our Generation Y-ers but not without hope do I let these things be expressed for hope is an intrinsic gift given specifically to our shared humanity - Satan and his reprobate hosts shall forever rage against us in the depths of Hell because of this gift; it is an exercise in futility. For we will labor now, by the grace of Almighty God, to close the iron gates of Country against the beast of war so that the promise of God to our Father Abraham of old may bless with the sheltering wings of peace the one family of the nations of mankind, bring relief to our shared humanity and repair to our exhausted planet.
We will overcome and our humanity shall be better prepared to prevail for our overcoming but first, we must be able to recognize darkness from light at a time, times and half-a-time. And from 2009, we must upon this favorable season of peace, in the Name of our LORD God and on behalf of all the generations of life, build together as one family of the nations of mankind, the foundation of new things, PERSEVERING together in God and Country, so that former things may pass away and history renew itself in the face of our needful world as our nations march east, shoulder to shoulder, leaving the darkness of the past behind us forever.
There is no other safe path Home for humanity than this mountain path.
Indeed, I believe in our promise together, for I know the strength of hope is like human sails, billowing with the substance of truth, bursting with endeavor, shining in the night, for like you, my loveliest love, I believe in the intrinsic goodness of the human heart.
I wanted to talk about pornography and other things but I guess that will have to wait, I feel spent. But today is a lovely day, my loveliest love, and its the weekend - we clever cats always find fun things to do. I read "1" on my calico meter at 0 feet and that's how I know its working, because of you, my loveliest love. I'm so glad to have you as my friend!
I love you.
Always to always,
Pusing
Some more fragments I'd like to park here for now:
As regards to the one Peace, O ye numberless Stars, we shall be as the waters of the Deep, full of hope, calm with potential, pregnant with wonder, and ever ready to respond, shoulder to shoulder, to the LORD who Alone exists above the coherence of our nations of the one family of the nations of mankind.
At the level of the highest whole of our one, ascendant peace, at the summit of this truth that embracing all of creation, preserves the rule of Divine Providence within our realities, there shall be no more prophets, seers or spiritual leaders - there shall be only our LORD to lead and to guide us, like the one Daystar Sun that shines Its golden sunbeams above the equality of the calm of our waters, to penetrate with Its sharp, sustaining light, our souls and the sacred abode of our hearts both as individuals together and as individual nations together, till the shores of forever.
For as the one Fold of the one Firmament, comprising the all in all of the elect of our LORD from eternity, we are all each to our all peers to our peers, friends to our friends, and companions to our companions - from always to always.
Remain true.
O numberless Stars of Father Abraham, know you now that the honor of our one God is entrusted to our hope and our ability to deliver on this promise shall have significant bearing on the lasting shape of things to come.
Time to redeem from the darkness of the past, our sense of direction, and turn away from the darkness of this midnight world, let us complete our remembrances of the one peace, bring forward our hopes into the now and advance together with faith eastwards, unto the dawn, unto the LORD, unto the one whole one.
Time is an instrument of our LORD. It is a safe refuge - let us use this refuge, we shall build on the peace from within each of ourselves, and from this truth, build on the peace of our own world - exceeding not our own sufficiency - being patient with ourselves - hoping, one with another, and clinging to our LORD - let not haste nor restlessness allow us to forget that time itself is an ally of the one peace. For time is purpose and this purpose fulfills not the ambition of war.
---<--@
Free will and it's responsible practice is Liberty and Liberty shapes the life of the nation. She is the beloved Shepherdess of Justice's flock, a seeker of lost choices that complete the dreaming of every human community.
For the free are not free without the dreaming of Country and every dreaming of Country can only awaken to the call of lady Liberty.
Liberty is not free choice but an enabler of human choice under whose watchful vigilance, serve to mature in exile time, the nobility that sleeps within the souls of Mankind.
The greatest of human civilizations are those nations that Justice possess, those who dream the dream of Liberty's peace; of whole nations ascended into eternity, awakening together to golden shores at the completion of every noble endeavor of Country.
---<--@
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