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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

Simple and sublime

Recalling Aurora’s words regarding his Soul’s Desire to dance, Showay began to dance around the house. He effortlessly jumped here and there in a ballet like motion and twirled around as gently as he could… really making an effort to express this effeminate energy. It was a sight to be seen, sure to elicit laughter and ridicule from the untrained eye, but he did not care. His Heart was set on successfully dealing with this issue.

Perhaps it was his strong Desire to find restoration that opened the door… Or perhaps it was just chance… Or perhaps it was just Divine Choreography at Play setting the stage for Showay’s Progression… Or perhaps it was just all of the above, but it so happened, that as he danced around, the neighborhood children walked by the house making a lot of noise. Stirred by their rowdy voices and laughter Showay came to an abrupt halt.

Slightly shaken, but unwilling to stop the process, he made it to his recliner and sat down. With valor and determination he began to breathe so as to clear the energies that had surfaced. It was then, after the initial crud was cleared that he realized that underneath all that distortion, was a simple and sublime desire to unite Love and Power… and to create life…

"Such sacred and innocent Desire," Showay uttered as tears began to roll down his face. 

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