For an uninspired moment, there was a deafening silence. Then it was okay again. Not unlike the shrieking pitch of silence reticent and residual from the aural fallout of an explosion, not unlike the beautiful cacophony of a million gallons of water falling, as the perspective changed, as it was augmented, it became all the much better. At least at this time there was an ineffable, definite ability to see. The heroes and the warriors of bygone years had since moved on donning their new likeness, living their cover, content with deception, living for themselves and for the moment. Fully committed. It’s never been to judge. It’s always to accept. But not always to condone. It is a fine line. It appeared one day as I walked out beneath a crisp, blue sky that between arrogance and love, between candidness and honesty, between expectations and generosity, there was a fine line.

Now there was the classic narcistic idea that everything revolves around you and your life and may have been intrinsically crafted to impact you–when the simpler and more obvious answer could not have been so simple and obvious (but only obvious to those who can see). The question then became, which was easiest? It wasn’t something to took as relative. Afterall, where everything and everyone is concerned, to suggest how the interconnectedness, the actual presence of our being and the energy around it and how it interacts and co-creates, is anything relative? The idea of time intrinsic creates relativity, perhaps. But even as time is only a construct of the conscious mind, then so too is relativity and the grand picture which we seek to separate from the diminished. Understand, to say diminished is not to say lesser, but to accentuate the pinguescent and ubiquitous with an array that is not foreseen or thought of, on a deeper realm, the path to take. It is understanding hidden knowledge.

They are all out there for you. Everything is. For you. It is a will that has been crafted and honed for centuries, but not for a millennia. It is a will fostered on the good of man, and its relentless will to espouse, assist, enlist and become the boundless heart of growth and in support of. Fostered. Overthrown, taken and given away. Lost in the shadow of a story yet to be told. Until the great knowing of the know. This here now in this spectrum of time, for whatever time man now creates, is lost to the insufferable indignities of man’s respite so deemed and lost to the relative judgements based solely on the decency of man. Judge not lest ye be judged. And in so judging fearing they may face that same judgement. That which they know in the heart to be a lie and deny the truth of its judgement for fear that they may change the truth that they have always known. LIE.

Understand the all in hidden meaning; understand your growth and worth. You are, after all hear now in this reading, and you are reading these very words: knowing full well that you are once now and always beyond your worth. And it is important to note that with your presence around–you are beaming, you are beautiful. You are lighting up, abound. And you are abundant. You are rapacious, in rich coil rebound. You are astounding. You are the true worth of what you know. And you are worth it. And with that worth you will astound a world begotten and bestowed upon you, to slight remember, the works espoused in this regard. To regard another, to cherish what we experience now. In loss of others, in love with those we must lift and rouse. The hear and now, they cry. The hear and now.