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I was raised Christian (Pentecostal). One Sunday, when I was about 15 years old (in the year 1994 or 1995), I was in church with my mother, ...

Monday, March 30, 2020

Tweets - March 30th

The messengers have been graceful, from day one. I remember seeing those videos that people would take of those spacecrafts, and those things would zig-zag across the sky. I've never seen them do that - they have always been graceful.

Tonight was just chit chat, no heavy conversations, just me expressing some things that were on my mind. I mentioned that I really have no one to share myself with - not that I don't want to - but no one would understand me, and they agreed.

But I shared my feelings with them, and they listened - no judgments, no opinions other than to confirm my own (if they agreed).

I was about to get up and go back inside, and I felt a tingle on my neck - so I gently scratched it and turned my head in the direction of the tingle and there was a star that didn't belong - so I knew it was a spacecraft and it was slowly flying away.

Then another spacecraft - much more dimly lit - became visible and followed behind that one. When I saw the one that became visible, all I could think to do was to say, "Hi".

The spacecraft slowed down almost to a halt and became brighter and brighter - it made me think of someone walking by, minding their business, but then turning back to look at you and say, "Hello!". Then it picked up speed, dimmed, and flew out of sight.

All I could think to do was snap my fingers and say "WERK!!!" (I didn't actually do it, but it was what I was thinking, for sure).

Monday, March 16, 2020

Tweets - March 16th - Virus

I have not known God to communicate in the ways of animals (including human tongues and languages); but I have not found anyone above nor below nearly as eloquent as God.

Life belongs to God. If God's last resort is to kill a virus (which belongs to God), it was only because God needed to kill the host. Evolution, adaption, and biological defenses are incredible gifts; extraordinary forms of justice.

Sunday, March 1, 2020

Tweets - March 1st - Transformation

Yesterday, I became so very angered and saddened and offended by sexually transmitted diseases and infections (especially after seeing someone - who is sexually liberated and liberating - show depression in their words on Twitter).

STDs and STIs are just in the way of what I want achieved in this world. They always have been, even since the beginning of my walk with God. They stand in the way of liberty. Then pieces of the puzzle just fell together.

I was paid a visit tonight by messengers in 2 spacecrafts (or 1 spacecraft 2 times - I can't say for sure). I was interrupted from ridiculing myself.

I don't need to ridicule or even forgive myself for not understanding things, even the most simple of things. I don't treat anyone else this way, why did I attempt to do this to myself? (I do need to understand.)

You see, God is the same, has always been the same. God's kindness has not changed from the very first moment God granted it to me 14 years ago. Though I am to wait for God, I am never required to wait for God's kindness - it has never been denied me.

The God of my life now is the same God of my life 10,000 years from now. I will always understand more as I watch God - and it occurred to me that God truly does not postpone any good thing.

I've always anticipated the complete transformation of my flesh on some future date (while walking in the Garden), but the pieces came together, and I realized I am not required to wait. This great thing I begin, I will most certainly complete.

I reminded myself of when a friend called me his smartest and stupidest friend and I nearly ridiculed myself for not understanding this sooner. I likened myself to a kid playing in the dirt - this is when I was interrupted; my words and thoughts literally came to an abrupt halt.

What we have then is the complete transformation and resurrection of the flesh based on faith (from aging and decay to life). The transformation of my flesh is for my benefit and for my lovers' (of the Garden).

Christ, I've been made aware, can transform my flesh also for whatever purposes he decides (which is his business, not mine).

Though there has been immense value in the great wisdom I've received from those who walk with God - and I am so extremely grateful (for without you, there could be no me), this faith does not rest on words of great wisdom.

I have walked with God and I await God's hand on humanity so the living become the Garden - my faith is established on God's power - so I have healed and have been healed. This should all be interesting. The more I see and experience, the more I'll understand.