Sunday, September 26, 2010
The curve of the circle
Picture this your life you are born and some day you will die. And thats that some believe. Then there are others who believe that this is one big circle of lifetimes. We grow as we go from one level to the next. Whats around that next curve that lies just beyond death? Why can we feel the presence of those who have went around the bend over the curve out of sight? Some people believe that the past present and future happen all at once. Some even believe when your time is up out comes the C.D. and a new one is popped in and wah la a new journey is given and off we go down another road. And the ones who believe that it is over and that's that. Sadly the grace of this creation you get freedom of choice like a grand old amusement park you get what you pay for. Like a farm you harvest what you sow. My friends don't fear death. Mourning the loss of a close friend or relative is so hard on your body but it is your right to grieve there again freedom of choice. Rejoice they get a new start and for some they wait till all their loved ones pass and live out another life time with most of them. Or like some believe it is all happening at once over and over changing as you get it right till the day comes when you have learned all your lessons and passed all your trials. Then you are ready for the light and whats next my mind can't see past this point I can only remote vision the bright light and feel that holy warmth but I have seen it across the river its there and myself I have a long ways to go still. Be calm and at peace make the most of your life time with a outstanding attitude. Your life times will rise in beauty and grandeur. I have been thankfull I have peace in this lifetime though visions of my past ones where very hard. Keep to your faith what ever it is and remember what goes around comes around. You have to earn that brass ring to get off this ferris wheel of life. Be at peace my friends Jamerson Rising
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