Perhaps the sky really is blue,
Behind the white haze of man made clouds.
Perhaps the sprays really are for the benefit of sustaining life.
Maybe I am actually a conspiracy theorist when I see lands burning,
Waters on fire, and the diminishing growth patterns of organic foods.
For all one knows, the ‘rulers’ of this land really do work for ‘us’, and care.
It may be that those who cause suffering on the helpless animals
Only do so because they love humanity so much.
I could be in error when I say that this is all planned
By a sinister people, behind closed doors.
Centuries have gone by in which the tools have been
Re-created, and grand destruction implemented on an unsuspecting world.
Time is a great way to hide evil deeds from newer generations,
One after the next.
Time allows a great forgetting, and a fabrication of story
Which are lies, dressed up to make believe all is well.
Who are these who dwell in the cycle of destruction?
It appears it is all of us, only some know it, others do not.
Some day maybe those who have, for life-time, after life-time, destroyed
And manipulated the masses … some day they will fall.
The cycle, the circle which goes round and round will be broken.
It may be that the true power of the people who live with kindness in heart
Will override the greed for money and power.
Perhaps that day is near.
Underground caves which men who have stolen livelihoods
From working people to build, these must be destroyed.
Rats must have their havens taken,
So they have no where to hide from the destruction they create.
Hiding places for snakes must collapse,
The cycle must end.
Perhaps I am seeing correctly that this will come to pass.
Maybe I am not a conspiracy theorist at all.
“My ‘Real’ friends will post this …”
What about all the times contact has been attempted, and ignored? What about the times comfort has been given, only ridiculed and rejected because it didn’t ‘fit’ with current ‘beliefs’? And yet still, attempts are made to reach you. What about “… although years have gone by, dear friends are forever in our hearts …” ?
It is easy to post things thought of as ‘real friends’ on the internet and pretend that we are doing all we can to be a good friend, but when a reaching hand is slapped away, or even walked away from, then the heart has spoken, and this indeed outshines anything one posts on the web.
Love remains, despite it all … for in the end, this is the only thing worth living for.
I begin my morning in gratefulness, knowing that joy, happiness, and peace are my future. I am going to spend the remainder of my days listening to the flow of fresh waters and the beautiful harmony of the birds and other life in the wilderness. Peace … will be.
I look at the wall and see the canvases I have painted, wondering if I should donate them to good will, and then I realized, “These are good, and usable canvases. These can be recreated into new art which shows the current reality … the shift, from there, to here.”
Such is our life. In our own hands, in conjunction with that divinity within, loving us every step of the way on this journey.
My life … your life … is a Divine work of art. As we began, we were amateurs, fumbling away. Our art depended on the start we received from our elders. Some of us did not get the nourishment we needed in order to produce a Picasso life. BUT ~ these experiences, when embraced over time, wounds healed through careful consideration … all of that, can be used to create the MOST beautiful art in, and around our lives, than perhaps we dared dream of.
This capacity is in all, seemingly dormant, yet brewing just the same.
Pain, anger, regret and remorse ~ love, joy, tears and happiness on all levels … these things are your personal master piece, none will ever compare, nor should they.
Build this beautiful life. This is your day, your week, your year, your life.
The beauty which you have power to create is within you. All you need do is claim it, nurture it, and watch it grow with every ounce of effort and attention you give it.
The truth makes the wrong-doer very uncomfortable. They will do everything in their power to ensure they are not found out. They work full time, round the clock, covering tracks and submitting lies as evidence.
If you look, you will see hints of it here and there.
The line is getting thicker, bolder and more severe. The divide between those who do wrong and those who are working for truth, light and love is becoming ever so clear.
Chemtrails are listed as an “exotic weapons system”.
Chest tightening, brain pounding, lung ache? Body desperately trying to expel the nano particles being breathed in from the sprayed air? Runny nose, sudden onset of “allergies”?