what does it mean?

In your desire for altered experience in this boring life on this time page, pay attention to glimpses and impressions. .Walking down the beach, I glanced to my left, and I saw a big mirror between two large boulders.  It was reflecting the sky.   As the sun was setting, I perceived myself as a transluscent iceberg floating in the sea, with rays of light emanating.  The whole universe was flowing by like the clouds in tranquility.

You don't like my songs?  You take that back!  Mama says my songs are pretty!

It's really quite an awesome thing to meet the Cosmic Mother of all life forms.  Her eye was not off of you for a second'!

She says "you are a different life form, now, Andy. I want to congratulate you on your faith, and most of all , all the love you always showed to everyone".   Thanks mom.   You say that she didn't look at all the times I was angry or lusty or a mean motherfucker?  You are right, she didn't see that.  Ponder this well, dear reader.

She said that I was ready to give love, even when others were ready to slit my throat.  Hmm.....
Other people at my level have a fear of persecution.too.  I'm not sure where that came from.  I could have been one of the early Christians who were beheaded, but I don't think that was it.

Funny how some of my deepest realizations come out sounding like greeting card wishes.

I found my lost writing in the ditch as I was riding by.  Oooh.  What does it mean?

I shine holy love, because I'm afraid not to.  Afraid of what would happen in the day of   Judgement by God.  Turns out that God only judgement is Thou art my blessed son, in whom I am well pleased.  In other words. . . . . innocent!

You were created for God and the Universe was created for you.  Sounds rediculous, but it's true.  That's the reality of oneness that I am uncovering.

Oneness is hard to realize, only because ego knows it won't exist in the Light. It is terrified of this, even though it hasn't been obliterated yet, and look how many times, now, you have self realized.  Self realization is not split into numbers of times, though. You pull your head out of the water and it seems as if you keep going down under the water, and coming up again.  But, notice the next time you laugh.  You are there!. . . . . er. . . . . Here!

My pleasure principle for my wild psyche led my consciousness into the wilderness and freedom of thought of planet Earths nature.  My wild and holy life is beneath the structured social agendas. It remains pristine.  Go to what feels good up there in your tortured head, and down there in your pure heart. Return home. The portion of nature which is your consciousness, and seemingly set apart,  wants to merge once again with all consciousness

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