Seeds of Happiness

An illusion symbolizing the minds sanity the size of a seed. It leads to waver between reality the pretense of joy illuminating from nothing. I force myself, submit to convention. The authority over mind absconded by one with no real knowledge of my path, but filled with facts recalled from text. The one who’s intellect surpasses mine.

Blood unnecessarily shed leads to a false belief that I am better. A fight for redemption and freedom from judgement of my true self becomes the particular objective most highly desired. Violence becomes the illusive yet pricey endeavor undertaken for an idea regarded as a natural and rightful possession entitled to man. The flesh forced to conceal the thought. Conscious awareness confesses the mind to reality perceived as normal. If not prisoner of thought, then prisoner of the material.

Outward lies disguised as gift glare harshly like the sun. Yet we remain imperceptive mental prisoners to the presents we’re given.

A rivers stream cannot flow without consequence of earth’s influence. So the mind’s interpretation of freedom remains within the compounds of a small insignificant seed. This seed which possess roots deep within medical jargon, is unlike seeds of our creation. Planted deep within earth it sprouts life, but fabricated seeds hinder the spirit and forbid enlightenment.

Anxiety forces compliance, therefore I absorb the insignificant facade I am told. A prisoner I remain, for pain, they say is undesirable. I am aware, through pain, light emerges. This faithful teacher within grieving is powerful.

A dagger in my heart failed to shed blood upon my birth, nor is anything innate present which can hurt to kill. My Lord forbids it, for through his hands perfection delivers in the seeds.

It is without restraints that pain provides light in darkness. Withheld, I remain suggestive to hippocracy of the fabrications I am taught. Not I, I resist the arrest and scoff the red herring. Only then will blindness awaken to pain’s love. Toss out the unremarkable seeds for they conceal the mind. Found deep within pain is neither darkness nor blindness. To experience pain as a gift is to truly know The divine.

The Sun Just Is

To regain the sanity previously possessed by mind requires letting go of understanding why the Sun Just Is. My mind returns to the physical but desperately clings to the spiritual. A struggle within, I pray, will give way to insight of truth.

Scripture recalls the need to live within the spirit rather then surviving in flesh. Living within the spirit is abundance with Jesus Christ. The world claims faith but insists on pushing materials to the surface. To be without, creates criticism from others. This my empty belief, even empty space is abound with loving energy.

Experiences lie within the temple and the evidence of untruth hides behind glass lenses. To exist for admiration of others through negatives confesses insecurities and lack. I must refrain from judgement as it deceives the mind of its true value. Rather I provide awareness out of love and understanding. Within life, moments matter. Stand in the now, make use of the senses. Allow your mind to hold the gift of this very moment. The future remains life’s prediction in flesh. To spirit, the destiny is within the hands of those not afraid to pronounce God’s love. Nothing greater exists.

Glass

Residing within a frail glass house, the sightless man finds contentment in all he can’t see. One would surely worry themselves over the mans safety as blindness invites the possibility of injury within. Although he remains obedient to laws, a child does what he is told. Only causing damage to this and that.

Disregard submergence of form in the fragility around him, he walks in darkness and his journey experienced is confined to the physical. Love’s vain attempts at guidance to awaken are harshly deflected and land on the broken glass for which he stands. Pain is present but to consent means acknowledging incompleteness, and realizing HE is only an idea created by the loving kindness of souls closely intertwined. A task dismissed by most, for acceptance is frightening and bestows the surreal enigma that is our truth. Over time however, the broken will all connect and make way for energy in new form.

I pray for his clarity to allow the influential perception that one is never without the other in this physical world. Nothing visible can be present without creation from the invisible. Broken glass can not be made new without every shattered piece and the brilliant mind of an artist.

Change Your Thoughts, Change Your Life

Dr. Wayne Dyer was an exceptional human with incredible luminescent knowledge of the physical human life. He devoted his entire adult life teaching others to look inward for the answers to life’s mysteries. Most of society today is unaware and blind to the notion or idea of The Law of Attraction. It took me 30 years to arrive at the doorway of this theory. It is without a doubt the most meaningful and impactful piece of information I’ve encountered. It’s the most honest and real piece of knowledge I’ve gained yet. I hope to open others to this realization so they too can live their best life. So many classmates lost to the heroin epidemic simply because they didn’t feel worthy and were lost. Brought up in a society where we expect things to be a certain way, only to find our expectations crushed under societies stigmatism and reality. I wish they too understood that they can live whatever life they want to and true happiness is found within ourselves and the love we encounter on our journeys.

Microplastics

Google defines plastic as “a synthetic material made from a wide range of organic polymers such as polyethylene, PVC, nylon, etc., that can be molded into shape while soft and then set into a rigid or slightly elastic form.”

I define plastic as a synthetic material that can be made cheaply and sold to consumers to use once, then trash and place in the environment so it can pollute the earth for the next 1000 years.

The thought of having small invisible plastic all over the environment seems somewhat inconsequential to society as we truly are a society of believers in,”Out of sight out of mind.”

Although out of sight, plastic is definitely not illusive. We consume these tiny particles on a daily basis. I just recently received an emergency alert stating that micriplastics were found in tea bags that were in circulation in or economy. That’s comforting….Makes me wonder where else plastic is hidden and how much is getting into our systems?

The link below was pulled from http://www.thesca.org. I did not write the following article.


Microplastics A macroproblem

As you may know, plastic degrades (breaks down into pieces), but it doesn’t biodegrade (break down through natural decomposition). This becomes a problem over time, as all of the plastic pieces we’ve generated over the last seven decades are steadily turning the sea into a gloopyplastic chowder.

Plastic pieces come from all over the place: the sources you’d imagine such as bags, bottles, and plastic utensils, but also face washes, children’s toys, nylon ropes, and even your regular load of laundry can release millions of tiny plastic microfibers into the water system (did you know that polyester is a plastic?).

Those small pieces of plastic become increasingly toxic by absorbing other contaminants from municipal and agricultural runoff. Marine creatures mistake large and small pieces for food, which passes plastics up the food chain to more unfortunate animals until it reaches us.

And don’t think you’re safe by just avoiding seafood. The food chain is more complex than “small fish to bigger fish to human.” It includes sea birds, mollusks, marine mammals, and the variety of animals that prey along coasts. The food chain is becoming so permeated with plastics, some pollution has likely already made its way to your dinner plate.

Knowing that makes you want to join the fight against plastic pollution, doesn’t it? Here are 10 things you can do to help protect earth against plastic pollution:

TEN ACTION ITEMS FOR STOPPING MICROPLASTIC POLLUTION

  • Avoid products with known microplasticslike microbeads in face washes and toothpastes.
  • Stop using single-use plastics like straws, plastic shopping bags, and plastic drink cups. Think reusable!
  • Cut out plastic in your consumption choices wherever you can. One easy switch is to buy soda in aluminum cans instead of plastic bottles. Start with one change at a time to make them stick.
  • If you own a business, choose sustainable packaging.
  • Write a letter asking your preferred companies to use sustainable packaging. You can also write to your city to advocate for a plastic bag ban. Try a form letter to help you get started.
  • Strategically do your laundry. Try to make your synthetic clothes last as long as possible between washes to avoid microfiber pollution. Air them out in the sun or dust with baking soda to help absorb smells.
  • Vote for legislation that puts bans or taxes on plastics.
  • Join protests against plastic factory pollution.
  • Recycle. Start recycling in your community; support recycling in your community; tell your recycling center how much you appreciate their work. Take a tour of your local recycling facility to learn how they work and what materials they do and don’t accept.
  • Spread the word. Your friends, family, students, and co-workers joining our efforts will have an even greater impact! For some kid-friendly ocean pollution education, check out Nat Geo Kids.

Support the SCA as we support interns doing field research on this very issue. Two SCA interns joined the Escambia County Marine Resources Division to collect, analyze, and find solutions to the problem of marine debris. Want to get involved yourself? Find ways to serve here.

Everything is an ILLUSION

All that is, was once new to someone else. Someone had to name these things, so he/she did. So an ordinary person just like me decided to call the color we perceive as red, red. Why not call it pink? We grow up being told this is what this is. Why is that person who named these things any more important and given the right to name things and now thats what it just is.

My daughter asked me the other day, “is it true that numbers never end?” I said “yes.” So she said, “whats after a trillion?” I said, “quadrillion.”

” So if numbers never end, then theres a number called Dog? “

“yep if you keep attaching names to the numbers, one number would have to be called Dog”

HMMMM…

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