Entries by LWDadmin

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Angeloe

Ancient Christian Doctrine. A i read and study more and more the book so so lovingly gave to me that you edited many things gradually jump out at me and i have epiphanies moments of clarity. One such moment is the dream where the woman first sees someone old then someone with Grey hair and […]

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A wonderful celebration

A wonderful celebration. To a friend in Brighton,England. who wants to see a Shakespeare performance in LA by Ian McClellan. I would love that i were there  but alas I fly across oceans and continents to meet with my friends Paul and Ashley Adsett in Brighton where Shakespeare meets every and all actors In his Divine ever […]

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Letter to a friend

When i am low I love to go to the Stillness and I love Movies at home or better yet on the Big Screen alone with no one I know around in the dark atmosphere and i soak in the Alpha rays and the cinema captures me takes me out of my problems for a […]

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Time Passing

I think that time passing is relative to each being for one it is fast another slow and  at different times different. I think a belief that is all encompassing is not correct but may have partial truth within it. It may even be true a lot of the time but I do not believe […]

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Journal entry part 2

We are brutal violent animals with a thin veneer of civilization that sits on top of this vast disorganized interior that by a certain provocation instinctively becomes a predator in its biological urge toward its own survival. In this state there is no recognition of other or others-   It is through recognition of others […]

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Laughter

Laughter is an unwritten poem A child’s first touch of joy. A smile within a wounded world. Certainly the world has grown too serious We need laughter to bring us closer to each other. Laughter as a voice against our sorrow Laughter as a voice against our heartache Laughter as a voice of hope That […]

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Journal entry

From my journal Every outward journey   is a journey towards the self   a line from one of my poems. When the dust settles   life is glorious   most of the time   and we complicate it  by too much wanting our own way   and not following the grace. Wisdom comes in […]