A fragmented diary of one soul's dialogue with the Other. Who am I talking to? God, myself, or some other entity? You decide.
We are designed to be
posted by Dancing Bare @ 8:17 AM
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A relative newcomer to Canadian cowboy country. Arrived in Caroline Alberta from Ontario in June 2016, relocated to Spruce Grove in July 2019 to have better access to public transit and medical care. Currently in a senior high-rise in Edmonton since September 2021. Unhappy with city life. Officially retired and trying to figure out what that entails. There has to be more to life than downsizing, knitting, and watching videos. Writing again after a hiatus of ten years. I would love to become the Grandma Moses of literary fiction. Then people would feel obligated to listen to what I have to say instead of offering me soothing medication and telling me to take a nap. Published in small press publications no one has heard of, most of which no longer exist. Winner of the Northern Ontario Poetry Contest in 2002. If I had absolute power, I would abolish private motor vehicles and initiate a Revolution of Values that would give people more to live for than power, property and prestige. Blogs are my playground, so don't expect reliability or consistency.
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Sometimes God takes a special interest, most times not.
You see, he/she created a universe designed to hold itself together by various laws of nature. But we don't bother to discover how these apply to us as mere mortals/sparrows in the universe. We are too busy attempting to exploit nature for our own means (mostly greed-based).
So, God gets weary and disinterested. Why bother with these egocentric mortals?
They claim God says they are to attend church one day of the week, but God never said that. And he/she never, never said to attend church and spread your flu symptoms....
All the sources of our healing can be found within the dimensions of God's universe -- God's NATURAL universe, not the one mortals have recreated in their own image.
It's about time for those annual walks and relays for this dread disease and that. Did you sign up? Did you contribute your pence? Did you smile for the news photographer who records this wonderful event that raised bunches of money supposedly for research, but actually for administrative overhead in ponderous agencies where employees are cast aside (i.e., retired or "let go") when they come down with one of the dread diseases and their work performance falls. Or, worse yet -- they must spend time out of the office getting treatments for said dread disease.
God has a right to lose interest in a world which no longer represents "the image" in which it was created.
Looking at a reverse reflection of this image reveals a Creater with all the negative characteristics of that once-favored creation known as LUCIFER.
No wonder he/she needs all those frocked PR agents who pontificate from the pulpits on a weekly basis.
Pax Vobiscum
Deirdre
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