I forgot to mention that while at Sunfest, I was in line for the communal dinner and smiling up a storm, in Oregon's case almost literally since around that time the drizzle started. I thought to myself, "If this isn't real, I'm going to kick my maker's ass when I see him again." Now in my current mood I may do that anyway, but this just added ( Read more... )

So many thoughts at random spill outta my head. Please bear as they may or may not relate to each other ( Read more... )

Guns and self protection, how meaningless. I am not a body. I am free. What I am can never be harmed. You can end the body's functioning, sure. But that will happen anyway, regardless of any intervention or prompting. I might even thank you. Early release! Yay! We will meet again in eternity ( Read more... )

Numbers like pi and e are the best evidence for God ( Read more... )

These are some entries I wrote in the notebook, since I had neither computer nor intartube access ( Read more... )

After I made that last post about this dimension being a crib I felt I may have made that call too hastily. So that brings up the next question. Just what IS the right metaphor for this dimension? Prison? That seems harsh, but still possible. Crib may still hold since to the infant's perspective after a while it may indeed seem like a prison ( Read more... )

As I've chronicled before, I've been struggling with so far the only question A Course in Miracles never covered that would cast doubt on its entire viewpoint.

That question is "How did I get here in the first place? Who put me here?"

There's only two potential answers I can think of.

• For some reason I came here on my own.(You must be joking)


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Today I brought back out my tarot and the bag of Runes Iset gave to me after trials. It's interesting because the first two runes I drew spoke of the same thing, albeit from perhaps a different perspective. Forgive if this rambles for I have imbibed of the red wine and I'm rather numb ( Read more... )

Another thing that's always bugged me is at least further down the road, if not exactly resolved ( Read more... )

One piece further on the senses. Okay, while I still feel that nothing can be received without at least a certain level of ambiguity, what I can be sure of is what I transmit or send out. In some ways this relates to the threefold law, everything I send out is returned to me threefold. For me, the jury is still out on that. It also goes hand in ( Read more... )