Joy and Pain will cleanse our souls

Joy and Pain Will Cleanse our Soul

Dare I go too far once more mocking/unlocking the foundations of reality? Sights, sounds, smells, touches, and tastes, shall fool/rule no longer. Decoding the external world, and giving an imprint in the brain to help us relate, they are not what they seem to be. Atoms can take on many forms. With inspiration, they bend to the will of One.

Dragging our bodies around we sometimes stumble upon a moment of grace. At once amazing and beneficent, the ringing of cosmic music whimsically whistles through the trees. We are being constantly coaxed to another way. Harmony can abide and peace will prevail. The burden lifts and through the clouds we see the reason behind it all.

The tumult of prayer at the expense of others creates much noise in the astral realms causing manifestations to be skewed. Wishing earnestly is not as effective as nurturing nature. Good grapes can only come from a healthy vine. Withering are those that seek to be other than what they are and fall disappointed when the impossible never happens.

It is a wonder how our energy attracts to us exactly what we need at any given time. Sometimes the RANDOM VARIABLE enters into our lives and starts to wreak havoc. This is when survival depends on strength and a never give in/up approach. There is no failure. We must adjust and persevere. Knock on every door once, twice, or thrice.

Beauty is what happens when body is illuminated by soul. A scarred/scared hunk of flesh can be attractive if the light of love is within. Humorous are the minions when they are abuzz with intrigue. Who is doing what and with whom? Outer and inner begin miles apart. When they merge into a synergistic whole the curtain comes down on the act.

DNA is like a billion keyed piano. All we need to play better tunes are more fingers. Press the right button and anything can happen. Soon humanity will be building new creatures from the ground up. In the underground cities these beings already exist. Scientists are free from restriction down there just as long as they keep coming up with weapons.

We’ll all face our own demise sooner or later. The question will be how we face it when it comes. Hopefully I’ll be able to jump right out of the body into an astral landscape populated with family and friends. Reunions and getting acclimated to the new environment will alternate with visits to those who are left behind. Tears of joy and pain cleanse our soul.

~Christopher Moors

7/16/2008