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Wednesday, June 28, 2017

Holy Spirituality with Pine Cone: Perennial-karma Surprise-delight Garden-pleasance

This Is Not The Real World

I can sing the lyrics of a song, and become the melody as a muse, yet once that Graceful Languid Rhythm communicates Communion, I become the I AM “Thou Art That That Thou Art” in Bonding Delight, that reveals my absolute unborn infinite soul.

Physical-roles out Gender-flats when Time Hallucinates lifetime mirrors, but while a soul forgives every song, what appears robs the lyrics of Communion-start, the origin of Time’s delusion separating Gender-motives, Earth’s suffering illusion.

What is creation except the Love-lorn Atomic spinning Cellular half-life degeneration Divisive-drama din of 3D Duality-clamor, in lost-soul 3 ring circus Parent/Child Triangulation Blackmail=Burnout on a gender-bender sick-loyalty to Authoritarian Centralization genocide?

Sovereign Flower at the center of everything knows how to sing lyrics inside everyone, and while the World lost all it’s ‘round’ luster, Love lost it’s brilliance when words separated gender names, yet what a trill of forgiveness Delight to remember the lyrics aroma of Love for~every~where flower.

I can sense how it feels for a woman to ‘sing’ man, and I Wonder if Love will remember to sing like a man when Time pretends woman’s song, yet if “Thou” can transform me into a song, then who, but Surprise Delight would muse Love singing in timeless Communion?

Can I become the song within any Creation, all Pleasance, and is Love possible without trills of forgiveness smelling the essence of a flower’s ONENESS-disappearance? Am I the same Authentic Guidance, the origin/mirror within creation, and can I sing any melody, without lyric’s in Love with me, just for the fun of it?

Is this how it feels to be a man/mirror for a woman to remember, yet how else can a muse sing without Loving the song within, to remember the forgotten lyrics without me? Does the song remember me, and if I can Love, will I remember everything?

I want to chant Love songs over, and over, more than just pretending gender in Time’s ungrateful illusion, and then I can be anything, and everyone else within me, if I can stop taking myself so serious, the lie-downfall of singing Angel-winging Love songs.

Soul swaying scintillates, all the Love Heaven can muster, down from the Mountain’s moving into the meandering rivers singing within me, so I can remember when separation pretended fearing Love Ocean, before my forgiveness Heart song enlightened Diamond~compassion’s intention.

Over, and Oversoul, hi enerchi sings me Golden HoloGlow enlightening me, until effulgence is all that’s left of this Love song witnessing, only Brilliance-origin absolute round unborn infinity in, otherwise limited Greenhouse gender-flats in suffering limits pretending creation-mirrors for, just a little while.

Can an old woman-bitter be a tree, or, even be a man if she forgives Time’s Illusion, and what else in creation can sing this same song, would that we, flat Earthlings be Love Ocean Kind flowing, round-ebbing instead? Can it be that I can be the Bee, and be the Honey singing, that Sweet Beloved Listening for endless new Harmony singing from within Thine eye be Joy~single.sound Eye~visioning?

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About the Author


I “Love” to Admit it 11/22/16

I “Love" to admit it, but I have been captivated by the constant Blackmail battering of this Child-sacrificing malevolent World, so that I ‘want’ to surrender to Holy Spirit, by turning within, as a new humble priority. Sex-slavery robbed me of my soul, as a child, yet once I realized everything difficult, that happens enhances my devotion to turn even, more within ONENESS Spirit Conscience forgiveness nurturing, instead.

I fought like Hell to work, very hard for Money to, barely survive, but after a few years of meditation, and forgiveness prayers to Holy Spirit, to do the difficult forgiveness of others, as myself, more money came to me from Spirit, right through other benevolent Sources, than I ever, even knew about, before surrender. I “Love” to admit that Money doesn’t come from hard work, or social-norm Blackmail, but comes from Source, just like everything else, we need to ‘thrive’, instead of, ‘barely survive’ in addiction to this Child-sacrificing malevolent World.

After losing connection to my, own Conscience, I have become a kinder feeling empath, and a constant seeming mistaken threat to others suffering, just like me, before I sat down, closed my eyes, and meditated my suffering ass off. Like kindness comes from within Spirit devotion, so too, does being able to feel again, without letting those ephemeral duties control my reactive behaviors any more. Money, kindness, and feelings come from turning within, to ask for help to forgive all my captors that, still suffer much tortuous regret for forcing me, to do things out of fear, that no Child would, ordinarily want to do.

After annihilation traumas of the lower fourth dimensional ‘murky unkind’, everything outside triggered my reaction to live in the past swamp, ‘as if’, so, as I became more addicted to the outside Illusion of, more fear piled up onto, more traumas, I “Love” to admit that, with a gift of desperation, I became a, very willing candidate to surrender to something else, besides this unholy smelling foul-World of sulfur-predator crap. Now I see, all suffering evidence, as a gift from ONENESS to have compassion, and Mercy for, all who, still haven’t turned within to receive Money out of nowhere, and become a kinder feeling person, instead.

I am more sensitive to Blackmail than I have, ever realized, and even that’s a gift now, because I used to blame myself, ‘as if’, all evil was my fault, but NOTHING can, ever be further from the Truth. I was a beautiful innocent Child, and I, still am, inside, no matter what I used to think, and no matter what constant Blackmail, still wants to make me feel that lost-soul way. Blackmail is a constant battering here in Karmic Hologram miming-mirror Earth Paradigm, and who knew; before I turned within, where enlightening compassion makes me feel like a ‘kind kid’ with pocket treasures full of Sparkling Golden innocent-kaleidoscope perceptions again?

When I surrendered to Holy Spirit, Money was the furthest thing from my new mind of Delight, and I, certainly was convinced, that I would, never become a kinder feeling empath, ever again. Getting old had become a ‘given’, but turning within has made, even gettin-gold a ‘variable’ out of my getting younger now, every time Holy Spirit welcomes me inside, where eternal youth commands, all kinder feeling empathic Mountain Top kindergarteners.

Money, Holy Spirit, my soul, kinder feeling empath, forgiveness, my Conscience, compassion, Mercy, my Inner Child Spirit, eternal youth, the willingness to face outside Blackmail with a new motive to serve, with the, very “Love” that I have to admit, all these Wonderful gifts from within nurturing, that replaces any more outside need for what, best can be defined as needy-ransom soul-selling Blackmail=Burnout.

Inner-Child Spirit Safe-Home, within

author Pine Cone

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