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Who can still ignore Thy glorious wonder,
His splendor not influenced by human greed?
Who can still deny Thy wonderful words of wisdom,
Echoing through creation in every single seed?

Thy Holy Hand have touched each and every treasure,
And Thy Tongue spoke limits and borders to them all
Thy Everlasting Breath which blew life unto them,
The gift to all creatures, whether great or small!

Thy wisdom has no boundaries, no limit to keep it bay,
The sea and earth that trembles with the thunder in the sky
Bear witness to His glory… that shines through all of time
And praise His Holy Name….Yahweh ‘El Shaddai ’!

Had a bad day I didn't get my pay. I really need to shave, but I don't have a blade... Oh what an awful day. Lived too long without a friend, but who cares when theres no end. It's great to feel Immortal, when all you see are mortals. They make me out to be the bad guy...well all I have to say is... they Lie. : )

one mirror made of glass
shows the outer portrait
skin surface young or old
body in or out of trim
focuses outside and not within

second mirror is a book
into which we take a look
thats where our strengths appear
or weakness or fears
in that inner man

bless with your lips
whisper a prayer
that goes high above

bless with your heart
heaven above
from a heart of love

bless someone else
with a prayer
if would ask you

and if our hearts
sense we cannot
that often happens too
whisper a prayer
for he told us once
he will always turn to you

honour the one
you pray too
bless with your lips
he will bless you

do something free
do something willingly
reap and sow
a prayer and deed
here below

Rooster in sync with the sun's rise a day. A shower an shave no time to waste, six days have past, the seventh will be to free up my conscience with an envelope stuffed. Rope is in tug as the brass beckons all. Six days before an last nights recall. At least my spots bought by one day a week in sunday of gather an minister speak. I feel so much better now sin is forgave, six days to go for the seventh again~

All the world is exchanging energy all the time.
Your energy is pushing out, touching everything else. Everything and everyone else is
touching you. But now an interesting thing happens. At some point midway between you and
everything else—those energies meet.
To make a more vivid description, let’s imagine two people in a room. They are on the far
sides of the room from each other. We’ll call them Tom and Mary.
Now Tom’s personal energy is transmitting signals about Tom in a 360-degree circle out in
the universe. Some of that energy wave hits Mary.
Mary, meanwhile, is emitting her own energy—some of which hits Tom.
But these energies meet each other in a way you may not have thought of. They meet
midway between Tom and Mary.
Here, the energies unite (remember now, these energies are physical phenomena; they can
be measured, felt) and combine to form a new energy unit we’ll call “Tomary.” It is the energy
of Tom and Mary combined.
Tom and Mary could very well call this energy The Body Between Us—for it is just that: a
body of energy to which both are connected, which both are feeding the continuing energies
which flow to it, and which is sending energies back to its two “sponsors” along the thread, or
cord, or pipeline that always exists within the Matrix. (Indeed, this “pipeline” is the Matrix.)
It is this experience of “Tomary” which is the truth of Tom and Mary. It is to this Holy
Communion that both are drawn. For they feel, along the pipeline, the sublime joy of the
Body Between, of the joined One, of the Blessed Union.
Tom and Mary, standing off at a distance, can feel—in a physical way—what is going on in
the Matrix. Both are urgently drawn toward this experience. They want to move toward each
other! At once!
Now their “training” sets in. The world has trained them to slow down, to mistrust the feeling,
to guard against “hurt,” to hold back.
But the soul . . . wants to know “Tomary”—now!
If the two are lucky, they will be free enough to set aside their fears and trust that love is all
there is.
They are irrevocably drawn now, these two, to the Body Between Them. TOMARY is already
being experienced metaphysically, and Tom and Mary will want to experience it physically.
So they’ll move closer together. Not to get to each other. It looks that way to the casual
observer. But they are each trying to get to TOMARY. They are trying to reach that place of
Divine Union which already exists between them. The place where they already know they
are One—and what it is like to Be One.
So they move toward this “feeling” they are experiencing, and, as they close the gap between
them, as they “shorten the cord,” the energy they are both sending to TOMARY travels a
shorter distance and is thus more intense.
They move closer still. The shorter the distance, the greater the intensity. They move closer
still. Once more the intensity increases.

Now they stand just a few feet apart. The Body Between them is glowing hot. Vibrating with
terrific speed. The “connection” to and from TOMARY is thicker, wider, brighter, burning with
the transfer of incredible energy. The two are said to be “burning with desire.” They are!
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They move closer still.
Now, they touch.
The sensation is almost unbearable. Exquisite. They feel, at the point of their touch, all the
energy of TOMARY—all the compacted, intensely unified substance of their Combined
Being.
If you open yourself to your greatest sensitivity, you’ll be able to feel this subtle, sublime
energy as a tingling when you touch—sometimes the “tingling” will run right through you—or
as heat at the point of your touch—heat which you may also suddenly feel throughout your
body—but concentrated deeply within your lower chakra, or energy center.
It will “burn” there especially intensely—and Tom and Mary will now be said to have the
“hots” for each other!
Now the two embrace, and they close the gap even further, with Tom, Mary, and Tomary all
filling nearly the same space. Tom and Mary can feel Tomary between them—and they want
to get even closer—to literally meld with Tomary. To become Tomary in physical form.
I have created in the male and female bodies a way to do that. At this moment, Tom and
Mary’s bodies are ready to do that. Tom’s body is now ready to literally enter Mary. Mary’s
body is ready to literally receive Tom within her.
The tingling, the burning, is now beyond intense. It is... indescribable. The two physical
bodies join. Tom, Mary, and Tomary become One. In the flesh.
Still the energies flow between them. Urgently. Passionately.
They heave. They move. They can’t get enough of each other, can’t get close enough
together. They strive to get close. Close. CLOSER.
They explode—literally—and their entire physical bodies convulse. The vibration sends
ripples to their fingertips. In the explosion of their oneness they have known the God and the
Goddess, the Alpha and the Omega, the All and the Nothing—the Essence of life—the
Experience of That Which Is.
There are physical chemistries as well. The two have become One—and a third entity often
is created of the two, in physical form.
Thus, an outpicturing of TOMARY is created. Flesh of their flesh. Blood of their blood.
They have literally created life!
Have I not said that ye are Gods?

Time is relevant, is that so, when will it
be my time to go, a blink in time is all
we are, compressed emotion and
shooting star, or blinkered minds that
never grow or question here, is that so?
The preacher cometh to show the way,
hush and listen, what did he say, I see
the truth how would he know, the
question is, ....is that so?

Through the immortal sunlight
A ray pierced the soul
Through the romantic moonlight
A ray pierced the soul
Through the dreamy galaxies
A ray pierced the soul
Through the depths of ocean
A ray pierced the soul

A silent spark is ignited
beneath the mind
The majestic serpent lifted it's head
The psychic being broke the clouded screen
A half divine flame burst around
The mental synthesis rejected the temptations
Intellectual logic,huh!! laid in the dust bin
Through inaccessible routs it traveled
neither glory, nor passion, nor love, nor hatred,
nor matter, nor wisdom, nor youth
It wished...

A brisk of nothingness it embraced
Each matter had eternal, it gazed
Rarest jewel, discovered deep within
The manifestation was an ageless art
but the play of omniscient...
Resplendent being jumped with joy...
Realizing the abundant purity,
Playing with the jungle of peace,
hidden within...