Every time I create something, whether an idea or a work of art, initially, its supposed completion seems absolutely perfect to me. However the more I think about it, stare it down, the more it marinates in my soul over the hours, days, and weeks, the more flaws I start to find in it; and finally, the more I'm pressed to continue enhancing it. It essentially turns out that whatever thing a flawed and imperfect, human eye once thought was amazing begins to appear quite wretched. This is why, eternally, God cannot be impressed by mere talents or by mortal achievements. To perfect eyes, I imagine that great is not really that great; rather, humility is ultimately a human being's true greatness.
Immortal existence. Sometimes Living is not such an easy task. Being here or there. The spirit is the same. Only changes the place where shows. Here, the make-up is of meat. There is infinite LIGHT. In the flesh, or out of it, what does order is what thinks and what creates. Each thought, a vibration. Each action, a reaction. That doesn't change with the death of the body. Because actually nobody dies. We are immortal divine existences. Believing or not. So many lives. So many experiences. So many faces. So many dreams. To each life new opportunities. New learnings. The soul Request. Thirsty to experiment, feels, develop, evolve, grow and so it goes. The spirit Obeys. Enters and exit the perishable bodies. Gets right and misses. Rehearses, Conquers and proceeds. The spirit is a gift of the architect of the universe for the benefit of all. It's light. It's love. It's eternal. In the Astral or in the Earth. There is to educate the thought and to clean the energies around yourself. Gives some work to do that spiritual maintenance, but it is worthwhile. It is Light that cleans the Light!So never forget you are imperishable consciousness. May a light circle involves and illuminate each soul. Much light and love in each heart that pulses in the heart of the whole. Namaste, Dave
Man leave the past in the past. That's where it belongs. The trouble with addicts is that they carry bad memories around with them - like old luggage. And in that luggage that's where they carry their blueprint for living. You got to decide what's worth keeping, and then set the rest of it on the curb for the garbage.-Joseph