"The truth stands on it's own. It doesn't need my help. It is effortless."
There is truth and there is fantasy.
The problem with fantasy is it is not real
the glory of the truth is that it is.
In the 1980's my mentor emphasized, "Climb a tree to tell a lie or stand on the ground and tell the truth." As a young man it baffled me. Today it governs my life.
Fantasy is absent reality. There is a difference between fantasy and dreams. Dreams have a practical relevance to the truth.
A flower spends no time dyeing
But when it does die
It explodes with life
Genesis #BSV all others are 'Frankincoin'
Huper -
Back when we were trying to clean up male dominated language, the words ‘person’ and ‘human’ needed attention. I suggested ‘Huper’ representing the multifaceted ‘hue’ of peoples and the ‘per’ of individuals in our complex society.
Earth = Fully Sustainable
Love = Fully Sustainable
Hate = Not Sustainable
#BitCoin is like it got kidnapped, drugged, fed hallucinogenics, and now in recovery doing quiet well thank you. And I expect more than a full recovery. #BSV
"when the Gods offer you a chance take it" I've always picked up change from the ground. Over the years the collection of every coin has represented a Hundred Thousand Fold their value. Superstitious? I call it conscious. #WeChooseBSV
Any attempt to describe the concept of God diminishes the true nature of the concept. And the opposite is true. Any attempt to diminish the concept further establishes its unfathomable existence. I prefer to talk about the NOW concepts of being good or evil and right or wrong.
As horrific and tragic as it is only 10 people die each month in 'Mass Shootings' a statistical anomaly in 350 million people. We can't legislate a solution to that. 100 people die EACH DAY in vehicle accidents. We can do something about that. Media is misplaced. Story weaving has occurred.
Make 'Hate Crime' a terrorist act.
Zero tolerance. End the hate.
Timing is everything. Impatience negates completeness.
My failures make me stronger.
My No's make my Yes's more valuable.
In my earliest memories I was sitting on the stoop of our country farmhouse filling an empty drinking straw package with dirt as I was giving a sales pitch to God, offering to sell Him the dirt... I subsequently became a Real Estate Broker... It may have been a curse.
Hate fails 100% of the time, it comes from failure.