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Memories
are all I Have. A
place, a time, a moment. Are many
chambers of my library. I believe
the soul has to act like a librarian filing away our life experience into
designated points throughout our brain and mind.
I realized as I get older than everything I have done, said, and touch
has been safely placed somewhere in my conscience.
A vast vassalage filled with the most inspirational and endearing moments
of my life. The ability to reason
and deduct what experiences I wish to have more of.
If I was not limited to the physical universe, I would spend my time
engaged with those I love. We would
not worry of work or wars because in the ideal universe, “Peace” will
always be present. Therefore,
I shall put my trust in the spirit of the universe to guide me into the
correctness of true fulfillment and destiny.
There will be times that my relations with others will not work out,
there will be times that distance will sometimes heal the pain, there will be a
heart always true to his love. For
my love is not something so easily breakable as pride.
My ability to embrace the higher truths is only given by the grace of
God. He created me for purpose in
the revelation that I have learned through reading the word.
Written down, consummate the volumes’ for there will never be enough
time to read all knowledge. I shall
take what little bits of sentiment that come my way. For the closeness and warmth of affection is like a soft warm
blanket on a cold winters day. Many
thoughts~ I often struggled to remember. My
mind and my brain sometimes conflicted by my soul.
For the soul seeks questions that have the hardest answers.
The soul questions me to be the best person, and on the best behavior- at
all times. My mind at times has no
defiance against good behavior; however, my brain that testifies to my physical
prowess cannot always discern good and bad behavior.
At those times my arrogance, my indifference, and my willingness to
punish another becomes a perverse pleasure that brings me so much sadness when
all is said and done. How tormented
my soul is by the hate and revenge in my heart.
Oh my God forgive me when I refuse to do thy will. I do not wish to be
filled with regrets when I am old. Finding
that he does allow us to experience love, how could I deny anyone the right to
share in my life? Am I not given
the right to be friendly with whomever I choose?
I would not turn away any friendship regardless of how much difficulty my
friend had. That is my commitment to my soul. Surely with such a focused heart, I can build a diary and a
journal of how I discovered to be free. Liberated
from my fear, I let the spirit fill my eyes with visions of kindness.
Inspired messages are only mere images of what perfection will be.
I pray that I shall continue to study and inspire.
Of myself~ may I think of nothing, of my abilities? may I share them
freely, of my dignity may I continue to seek out charity at all moments, places,
and times. Thomas A. SUTOR P.O. Box 2343 Lompoc CA 93438 Rockhawk.com
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All written word is "The Opinion" of Thomas A. unless otherwise noted...
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