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Entries in this blog follow a pattern of evolving refinement of my capacity to Live, Experience, and Understand Universal Truth, Universal Law, and Universal Love as Self. You may find that reading any single entry is not unlike reading a random page from a book you have never read. It may or may not make sense. To pick the topic from the beginning, simply click on the link found under each entry's title, or... start with the very first entry and take it from there, or... visit the on-line store to download free e-book compilations of all entries.

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May the Father Walk with you,

Martin

I don't play

    The trip back to the motel was uneventful. Showay was happy to be back in the warmth of his room and after a quick meal went straight to bed hoping for a good night sleep and a better tomorrow.
    The first attempt against his life came a few hours into his sleep. He felt it as an energy beam aimed at this head designed to literally melt his brains away. Immediately he began to affirm his choice for Father and strongly voiced his Desire to "not play". He did this with such strength that he actually woke himself up.
    "They just tried to kill me", realized Showay as he was getting up from bed. He knew his experience was more than a simple dream. Slightly shaken, he began to pace back and forth within the confines of his room trying to calm down. His friend Breye-Yendeze was comfortably stretched along one of the side walls next to the bed. The calmness and peace displayed by him facilitated Showay quieting down. Thinking the worst was over, he went back to bed and quickly fell back asleep.
    The second attempt against Showay’s life came shortly thereafter. This time however, the attack was directed toward his entrails. Once again, without hesitation, Showay affirmed his choice for the Father and began voicing his Desire to "not play". Just as before, he was awakened by his own voice. Without thought, he raised himself from the bed and sat in a chair. Breye-Yendeze was still stretched out against the wall. Instead of quickly moving past the event as he did before, this time, Showay decided to dwell on what had just happened. In doing so, he became aware of what appeared to be strong damage to his entrails. While he was unsure whether it was his choice to focus on the event that allowed such energy to take hold he knew there was a need for quick action. Remembering Aurora’s own experience averting an assassination attempt against her, he knew how to proceed.

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