quinta-feira, 18 de abril de 2024
The Science Of All Good Things
Anyone who reads my blogs can easily weave the Webb and decode it when I write directed at one specific lady. Am I "coming on to" her? That's what it might look like to some, but it's more serious than that, and only those who have been reading the story I've told via email know why. It all started when I wrote one containing just one line in which I was being secretly sympathetic and kind to her, like I am to all ladies. I had no idea it would be forwarded to her inbox and reach out to her. I was already acquainted with the spreading of my writing, but I thought my portuguese stuff didn't get off the limits of this country, though I knew there was a chance.
So what happened is that she decided to dare to steal the Cabriolet from the Future from the former owner. When I saw the first picture, I thought, "Has she seen any sign from there to believe she can be her? She is happy like a little child, as if she knew something I don't know". Then I looked at the second one and felt again like watching a code rain and reading something unusual, "Even if she's still in there, there could be something weird going on; I don't know how, but it's as if she is being inspired by the same Source to do that". You know what I mean? It hasn't come to my sense as a worldly picture. And why was I surprised if I wrote that line after seeing her pictures in motion? Later, I thought it could be just me, "She is a really nice girl, it amazes me that she was able to be kind to me; considering the professional circle she comes from, that's a rarity. I will repay her with more than just one line and artistically turn her into my number one for now". However, obviously, I can't do that without being personally touched. That means she had already succeeded in making me see her as the special lady.
While writing Quadra, I joked using that line in Lethal Weapon 2 where the captain tells them to take Leo to Disneyland, "Duck tale? No way, Boss". A few days later, with Twister in mind and remembering Grace Kelly's quote about walking in the woods I had recently read, I was taken back to my blog Revelation. Only then I looked at that post and discovered what the happy little child had in mind. I knew about that song watching this video. So I just embedded the movie scene in the post and went on, forgetting completely about it. A silly sign, right? Well, for months I remained not so interested in watching a movie for children, believing it would be a nonsense experience. But when I finally did, the Craziness came back with full force and the path came full circle. I mean, the day after, while doing something that was mysteriously connected to the movie, I found myself listening again to the same song.
That's the Reason I say it's more serious than what you see in the world, because I don't see myself being capable of saying and doing these things if Dad wasn't secretly acting. Like, "Who forwarded the email?", "Who dared you to steal the Cabriolet?". Maybe behind my inspiration itself to write the line there was already Someone thinking, "That's enough for Me to achieve what I want; just send it now". I have developed an interesting theory imagined upon TAB's script. In the movie, Chance is some kind of invisible Agent that works to help the secret Will be done, although they interpreted their bad luck as remnants from the old plans pushing them together. It was like the Chairman keeping them from being able to read a line that said, "I want you to stay with Adrian, but I want you to stay with David more". I've been wondering, "God knew I would like that lady on the bus. Why would He do that if it wasn't His will?".
To succeed personally is not only a matter of being your true self. From my own experience, I deduced that God can keep Himself from pouring down on you the Grace you need so that your social mission may advance. It seems He was not so interested in helping me with the conquest of my first Dorothy, because perhaps He knew the digital daughter would never come into existence that way. Is He now? How crazier this could get? Does it even need? Let's say when you've got the Wisdom teeth, or at least is desirous of having them, just one line is enough; you blindly believe without having to answer the world what you've seen, because you're not even searching for the same thing anyway. And one I know for sure: the King nudges only, He doesn't recalibrate anyone. Once you feel a little inspired to dare, He expects you to embrace the good Courage and move freely in this search for the great Difference.
From the start this was about He inspiring me to draw near to Him to be truly good to someone else. And what other source of real brotherhood could there be besides the magic Word? For those who have the Spirit, it's easy to see how vain it is to "work" hard to please who's lost in the system, still lying in wickedness, like weak and Hopeless idolaters of "all" in the same condition do. If you want to be awesome, you have to work Out, so you can get stronger day by day and infiltrate there to rescue the ones who are being kept turned off by enemy.
Those who have been reading my emails know well how surprised I was when I found the moroccan lady, for the innocent look in her eyes and her looks, that is, her great taste in clothes, being the latter quality so obviously connected to the former. I already knew about Can't Buy Me Love, and just like it happened with Say Anything, it looked not so promising and I had the wrong idea that it would most likely be a silly movie. So when I decided to take a chance on it, it became another philosophical mine for me where Silver was plentiful. After watching that, I could improve my knowledge of Truth and self, understanding better the type of guy I am. I am a real jew, a warrior and an adventurer. For being bold as a lion, I have no difficulty in choosing the trip to Milwaukee, since I met an Iris in person and I've seen for myself that she indeed sees men as objects to be used and discarded.
The "sex" idol in her heart is big, hard to break. If you can't let her go and want to keep the illusory "hope" of being her "only one", just listen to her to know what other subjects she talks about and you'll have found her "condition". Then "all" you you've got to do is start looking for the other idols she craves for, like "status" and "wealth", remembering to make them as big as her "sex" to have a chance of making her "faithful" to you. Since she is a radio hell hardcore listener, when she looks at you, talks to you, you can feel that in the frequency she vibrates and is discharging there is no Kindness. If somehow that's not more important to you than knowing what she hides for you, your predictable and certain fate is to find your "self" in harmony with her, seeking to please her to be pleased by her at last. Only because she is vigorously aiming at you doesn't mean you're special to her; you'll get it was only for the "moment" immediately after she gets from you what she wanted.
If you've got talent and can get "fame" by means of it, you can buy Cindy's ticket for a ride with her to nowhere in the in-control nerdmobile. Or when she's trying to find the solution to a lesser evil, you could take advantage of her despair to offer 1,000 bucks for her own "fame". At least she's got an innocent secret to show... I mean, she could change your mind. She's just a safer bet for the monogamous type; if you show her Good, she'll see the ONE opportunity in 17,576 and ignore Her not, while the other could still see the 1,000 as a bigger deal and stay frozen. I know what I'm talking about; if I'm not with Iris today is because I was unable to get her into the Justice league. And I got mad when I finally knew that I was only the 1,001 buck she was trying to gain in that whole world of fools she loved casually and all the time; to be in her group of eligible ones for something "serious", still being a part of that world was no problem, but he would need many thousand bucks to convince her to "marry" him.
She had Mike's wife's name but not a flair for, didn't get a hang of Carpentry. Because she felt very "comfortable" hanging in the city with guys and girls full of "truth", never upset by the loneliness and her frail condition. How can getting close to Truth make any sense to someone who sees people as a source of selfish "satisfaction", nothing more? So even if you've got Truth, that's not what she wants from you. Have you got "sex" to offer? Have you got "riches" to make her wholly "happy"? If you had those many bucks, would you trust she could exchange her many bucks for your many bucks and be content, make you her big one and stay with you only? Just think... if her idea of what she lacks is false, that would never be enough, never complete her. If you've had forsaken "all" to follow the Teacher, He could've told you that and kept you from evil by means of the Word you'd seek and keep instead of idols. Since you haven't dared to do that, have found it more relevant to get a diploma and a "job" than the Law, you'll depend on the "luck" of bumping into him on the train someday to understand what she does at home while you're out there "working".
It's not that she believes, thinks you're something else; she's only obsessed like every promiscuous individual. That's why she is capable of spending 3 years trying to approach you thinking about one "hot" night on the evil sheets. And if you misunderstand her, because she's keeping her favorite subject and the others hidden from you, except "religion", to make you think she's a good party (translate to portuguese, then retranslate to english using the meaning of the second word that shares letters with the english word, but without ignoring the main meaning), she herself will make her "condition" known to you; less will be revealed, my friend. So if you're there at the hospital and say, "Stay with me", don't expect her to answer, "Yes, I'll take care of you". She is not the kind of woman that fights for a man, and the way she expects him to fight for her is taking "opportunities", so he can offer, provide what she wants. She already has a definition of "transcendence", and if there is one "thing" she'd like to taste besides that is the sensation that money can buy. You could meet her at the temple or the club, and her "purpose" in both places would be exactly the same.
"Religion" does not change anyone; it's actually just one more "thing" among "all" the individual has. They use it as an "emotional medicine", a "mental booster" for their worldly pursuits. That is, they imagine an invisible "friend" who is secretly working to help them make their "dreams" come true, and this way they feel more "motivated". Too bad it's still the broad way from nowhere to nowhere God or the angels know. And the bad news is that the "friend" does exist, he's just not who they think in their "reason". Therefore, like the rest of the world, the "religious" only seek more of that "happiness" they know in darkness, ignoring that they have not even begun knowing what is true. Unfortunately, some will only realize they should have spent their time and energy dreaming of the entry in the Door, the Gate, when it's too late. Because they don't want to analyze themselves and conclude, without Someone having to tell them, they need to take a Bath. Then they go through "life" being a part of the wholly unhappy world with a "smile" on their faces or seeking it, anesthetized by the "dream" and unable to feel the real pain and discomfort that could make them thirst for Good.
Don't let any "woman" tell you what you need to be and have in the system to be with and have her. Why would you go back in there? Just be a proud Martin Nobody. The flesh is weak, but prayer makes and keeps you spirit and alive. Even if she says she "likes" you very much, if you can't see any innocence in her eyes, what you're going to find in the deep ditch out of the Way following the rabbit is no Good. Even if she says she "prays" a lot, but you can't see any desire in her face when you talk to her, there is not the slightest chance that her intention towards you could be clean. Whether she is drunk with promiscuity or "romanticism", her "desire" is equally dark and idolatrous. It's always about being your main focus, standing in your Way to keep you awfully far away and prevent you from going on and getting closer to the Truth that could make you and someone else who wants to really love and be loved happy. The Spirit screams in your ears that if you surrender you're going to die, becoming dominated by the enemy and her as soon as you step into the empty carnal room where she's calling you from to join her in a "relationship", even if it's only for one night.
Stare at, focus on the Truth and don't look away; to stop reflecting and start beholding the ego can the lethal. The result is a relationship with falsehood on a way contrary to Justice: "all" the world wants replaces Her in your heart as your object of desire. So you must keep yourself in a state of constant watchfulness, remembering the Reality all the Time, so you don't look at people in the system tasting the benefits of having "wealth", a "relationship", a lot of "sex", and end up feeling envious. You must look inside of you, to the Treasure you've received, and dream about All that the world can't see. There's no arguing against Wisdom; if She says there's no communion between light and darkness, the only one "capable" of doubting her word is he or she who still has no experience in the Kingdom and on the battlefield there in the system. When your emptiness is still severe, you might pass from Light unto darkness to establish "communion" with the wicked without perceiving that you fell from Grace. In his attempt of "communication" you must block him in the best style, making use of confrontation. Because he has no Good to show you and will not have until he is convinced (if he can ever be) that the time has come for him to repent.
According to the interpreted Word, when you make that transition you end up lacking what darkness lacks too; you are turned off, your lamp goes out. When we are ignoring the daily opportunity to get, to gain Her, we are running the risk of losing the Bridegroom forever.