“small acts of kindness are never wrong”
small acts of kindness are never wrong
they are like small ants among the sand dunes on their way across the oceans of bliss
forgiveness begins at home. it takes a large broom to the karmic debts unremembered. the monks in the high mountain monasteries sweeping the hallways and porches are whispering mantras -for themselves and also you and me.
I thought I could walk thru walls and I think I did once upon a time
flying through the sky at night remote viewing - dropping into a living room of someone across the planet listening to their conversation. I began to traverse the veils of time till the sword entered my thigh. That was the end of that.
The ghosts of tomorrow are listening to our conversations now with greed upon their tongues ready to swallow the tasty thoughts of their choice. They wait for a default, an optional desire, a wound to appear that they can grasp and swallow up with delight
I close the door to the haunting of myself.
The road back to the heart has rubble, mud large rocks glass and blood to clear.
I took a rifle and buried it in the ground face down
I took a hammer and smashed the barrel into small pieces to tear apart the thoughts that take up war in my mind.
I see your hair flaming red burning the need for revenge which never ever ends
I light a candle for the sound of silence to penetrate the walls of my despair and yours if you have it and grow a garden of light to rest upon
People are full of things to say
I am at a loss for words
anything to add Jesse
“10 ways to build a house or create a performance”
Hybrid 3/Teaching of a Thick Water Griffin
10 ways to build a house or create a performance
find a forest
cut down some trees but not too many
gather mud, clay, water,
build it against stone so you remember where you came from and where you will return to
open the door and invite in the enemy
serve them your very best food and finest wine
when they have filled their belly’s and are expecting entertainment with the intent to rape your wife, kill your dog and burn your house tell them that a secret poison has been served with the food and the only antidote is to go to the river and lie down on the platform of truth
they are drowsy/sleepy, so you assist them
you place a bowl of sweet milk at the foot of each
imagine the rest