THE LOVE OF FOREVER
Pain and suffering are not simply the result of cuts and bruises but of forgetting to accept the Love of Forever.
Accept The Love and Pass It On.
LOVE ON A HIGH WIRE
It is impossible as head-nodders for us to learn the true subject of our gossip.
But chatter we do,
nod we do,
smile and frown and clap we do…
like starlings at early dawn,
we protest, quarrel and yawn.
We flap, we rustle, we cling together and rise afeather…
seeking the leader
whose silent tether
greets the grey of gloomy,
As sundown teases, murmeration ceases; with one last rustle, we rhyme with the rhythm of bilowing blather,
our restlessness astir
as darkness overcomes.
Tomorrow we rise a-more
and like dawnings come before…
we’ll dismount from our roosts, our heads awaggle,we’ll gossip and gaggle; we’ll harp – we will haggle
And as the bloated carcasses of our forgotten comrades add nourishment to the earth, one or two will ask “do you remember whatshisname?”.
“Oh yes” we reply, “he had so many strange, new ideas”.
And with heads abob we bestow our final, limited approval in measured doses…
and our world nods approval to the brief observance of continuity,
(This article was first posted on my marketing blog, NinetyDayWonder on Friday, November 14, 2013. At the end of the article was a message which promised “More tomorrow.” On November 15, 2013 I was on my way to The Gallery at City Hall. As I neared my destination I STOPPED at a stop sign. I LOOKED both ways and I LISTENED to my inner voice telling me the coast was clear. I nearly lost my life in the middle of that intersection as I was struck by a lime green taxi. I was charged with failure to yield the right of way. I defended that charge and lost. )
When we discover that something we are doing is creating problems, the first inclination is to stop what we are doing. Perhaps that is a good idea; perhaps not.
The important thing to remember is that whatever it is that we believe is creating problems exists because it is overcoming problems. When we stop doing this thing, the good stops along with the bad.
If stopping is our choice, let that choice be momentary. And, let the purpose of that choice be to gather information.
A SOLUTION FOR FINDING LOST STUFF
When you pray, whaddaya pray for?
Me? I’m an atheist.
Cool. So whaddaya pray for?
I told you; I’m an atheist.
Okay by me. So, whadaya pray for?
I give up. What do YOU pray for?
I ask for help in locating stuff that I’ve mislaid.
Really? Like what, for instance?
My cell phone for one thing. I lose it frequently.
Yeah? What else?
I lose my glasses a lot.
Umhmm; I pray for mislaid qualities like courage, honesty, acceptance; that sorta thing.
You do, huh? Who do you pray to? What do you call this God of yours?
Suit yourself. I’m still an atheist.
Why? Because there is no evidence of A God anywhere.
Would you like me to pray for some evidence for you?
Do what you like.
I just did.
You just now prayed for evidence for me? What did this God of yours say.
He asked me to invite you to call anytime. He said He’s not going anywhere.