This view is mine, and is only an opinion. Any names that bear resemblance to actual living, breathing, manipulating liars are totally fabricated and mere coincidence (George W. Bush does not really exist.)
My brain, if you could actually classify this jellied mass between my ears as such, works in an out of the ordinary way. It is cross wired, miss shaped, and conclusive, and it binds the past, the present, a potential future, science fiction, prophecy, and the Bible into one lump mass that I believe to be the concrete fabric of reality.
Your grandchildren are slated to be slaves. That is the cold reality of my beliefs, and
Busting through fears, writing more than painting, knitting more than drawing, and kissing more than watching tv. My meditation time is lacking, yet I get some in daily here and there, even with job burnout from working 50 hrs. every week. To stand in the woods for even 15 minutes is bliss, and I cherish those times as much as possible, doing my best to get those few minutes daily. Good company is a big pleasure, sharing time and experiences, yet I crave the total "down time" of being alone... no sounds but the birds, no presence except my own and Nature. *sigh* Onwards to the park!
I'm a user...I use everyone as a mirror for what I'm trying to tell myself, to see what I am. If I don't like my surroundings, the people, and the happenings in general, then this is a sign that I need to go within and heal, to see where I have a 'snag' on my energy, where I'm blocking love. Usually from myself. Why would I resist loving myself, or receiving the love of others? Because of a belief. "I'm not good enough". And when did I accept this belief?
When did I turn against myself? How can I let it go, or unblock it, or move past it, or heal it? I have to see it to do that. The more I resist, the bigger the wound gets. It will never hea