Divine the
nine
Regulating our Actions to be Heart Attuned
Regulating our Actions to be Heart Attuned
Its fine they say.
Just another number we forgot to notice today. A statistic fumbling into the
laps of nonsense plenty. Without such dis cordination we couldn’t travel
through the nation. We couldn’t get enough stock for what we sell and who would
tell anyone anything, but those who are looked over. And looked over quite well. The trick was to
pick the side and then align with the highest giver of what we wanted. Once we
found a big enough crowd we continued to grow the slumber. As long as they took
no interest or care into what we provided and we did what we dared. We could
cruise on without any hitch to bring us utterly close to the deepest and
darkest or just the plain rich. It isn’t counter to bring our course in another
direction from what our goal originally started moving toward whether it was
moving away from pain, divinity, illusion, or their source. There isn’t a time
that I can divine when such plainly simple gestures floated among the known.
The holly ever after has finally been given over to the difficult depictions of
where the light has always shown. But low and behold the knowing and the
know-nots for they are at once and never again profoundly mis-sold. Truth be
shown that if you were to follow up on the ones who’ve been forgotten you would
find yourself suddenly being forgotten because of everything they had unveiled.
Because once you uncover all that is true you won’t remember who you were
before or why you were doing what you do. And this matters not as much as what
matters all around you. Popping up here and disappearing there. There isn’t
much to it all except the gracious gratuitous fall from a very high stature.
What other option would such matters incline themselves to bring? While the mad
artists wait so desperately to sing! There unusual hymns for the ones who don’t
know and quite sadly those still don’t ask to know, the ins and the outs of how
many directions we all seem to go. Isn’t it the glorious tapestry of divining
which brings our hearts and souls toward pining for the very spirit that grows
and sews our weaving integrity into the all-around never ending musical? While
flowing and sharing it does nothing less but move us together into the rhythms
where each and every one of us become the utmost of caring. Nine isn’t so lost
as many numerals often are. It’s certainly not as soft as it lends us a preview
of all the rest of the numbers which will soon come barreling through. It’s
simply an access point of unity which silently lives inside me and in all ways
you!
With that a humbleness should be afforded for all the racket and noise that I’ve escorted to the halls of understanding. For if I hadn’t then all that would remain living loudly in our brain would be the various accusatory lies which no one would want recorded. The chatters and chimes singing their lives into every minute step of once again yours and mine. Live on I say and you’ll know the day when everything round straightens into the path of middleness so dear have patience. It’ll be here yesterday if you keep looking into tomorrow so please don’t go astray. Wait now and know now that yesterday is but a thought away while tomorrow will forever be forever non. Thus we shall move on into the twilight of our new century’s rebirth with a gladness we no longer can remove. From this a church of spiritual truth will continue on behind the scenes singing with solitude. That is the imagining of the spirits true love. A reality that all of us are one and different and in return we become the one that used to exist only up above into the true shining essence of our united, dare I believe connected existence as love.
In case you haven’t understood. The numbers will bring you closer than you might have thought they should. They’ll appear when you’re not looking, in the vast arrays of frequency we call air, or under the pulsing waves with double the care. An anointing of fresh displays of true blossoms will you find sprawled from there to now. Within the crisp glow and life extensions of anyhow. Follow the expressions the numbers give to your life and you’ll not only remember their meanings, but you’ll remember how you were always supposed to live your life!
This is phase nine of a Book to be and my wildest of writings.
With that a humbleness should be afforded for all the racket and noise that I’ve escorted to the halls of understanding. For if I hadn’t then all that would remain living loudly in our brain would be the various accusatory lies which no one would want recorded. The chatters and chimes singing their lives into every minute step of once again yours and mine. Live on I say and you’ll know the day when everything round straightens into the path of middleness so dear have patience. It’ll be here yesterday if you keep looking into tomorrow so please don’t go astray. Wait now and know now that yesterday is but a thought away while tomorrow will forever be forever non. Thus we shall move on into the twilight of our new century’s rebirth with a gladness we no longer can remove. From this a church of spiritual truth will continue on behind the scenes singing with solitude. That is the imagining of the spirits true love. A reality that all of us are one and different and in return we become the one that used to exist only up above into the true shining essence of our united, dare I believe connected existence as love.
In case you haven’t understood. The numbers will bring you closer than you might have thought they should. They’ll appear when you’re not looking, in the vast arrays of frequency we call air, or under the pulsing waves with double the care. An anointing of fresh displays of true blossoms will you find sprawled from there to now. Within the crisp glow and life extensions of anyhow. Follow the expressions the numbers give to your life and you’ll not only remember their meanings, but you’ll remember how you were always supposed to live your life!
This is phase nine of a Book to be and my wildest of writings.
MirrorLiving
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