ramblin man
In fifth dimension, you can juggle 7 universes of concepts in each of your seven hands.
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Riding down the coast, I came to one planet/town where people age and die, and fight a lot. I ministered to them, waved goodbye, and continued down the road. Lord, I was born a rambling man. Trying to make a living and doing the best I can. When it's time for leaving, I hope you'll understand. That I was born a rambling man
That would be interesting to fall in love with the Oregon coast, get married, and then have to carry it across the threshold. Or have it walk down the isle. I probably would need, just symbolically, a girl in a bathing suit that said "miss Oregon coast" on it. Consummating would be challenging. Hmmm... I seem to remember in 5th grade, Karl Klassen and I made women out of sand on the beach. And then we kind of humped them a little. Naw...that wouldn't work
Every town needs a wise man of the forest, who lives in a miniature red-brick castle, wears a red robe, has a bald head with white hair on the sides. Smokes a hookah, has a pet deer and owl, and dances with the fairies. Do you see how mankind has become ungodly serious? We are creating our reality. We can create anything!
One is not anything in particular, until One identifies with it, is One?
If you do not want satan or the annunaki or aging, or death in your sovereign personal reality, you do not have to have them there. Don't create through the good/evil polarity head mind. Create with your heart, and you will not create also the opposite to what you want
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Riding down the coast, I came to one planet/town where people age and die, and fight a lot. I ministered to them, waved goodbye, and continued down the road. Lord, I was born a rambling man. Trying to make a living and doing the best I can. When it's time for leaving, I hope you'll understand. That I was born a rambling man
That would be interesting to fall in love with the Oregon coast, get married, and then have to carry it across the threshold. Or have it walk down the isle. I probably would need, just symbolically, a girl in a bathing suit that said "miss Oregon coast" on it. Consummating would be challenging. Hmmm... I seem to remember in 5th grade, Karl Klassen and I made women out of sand on the beach. And then we kind of humped them a little. Naw...that wouldn't work
Every town needs a wise man of the forest, who lives in a miniature red-brick castle, wears a red robe, has a bald head with white hair on the sides. Smokes a hookah, has a pet deer and owl, and dances with the fairies. Do you see how mankind has become ungodly serious? We are creating our reality. We can create anything!
One is not anything in particular, until One identifies with it, is One?
If you do not want satan or the annunaki or aging, or death in your sovereign personal reality, you do not have to have them there. Don't create through the good/evil polarity head mind. Create with your heart, and you will not create also the opposite to what you want
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