ILLUMINATION 029

How can you give something you do not have?
   There are so many things you've wished to have happened. Now what had you got to prove to others, No...even something to be proud of...for your self. The psychological argument would just be endless...futile for you would not vow down to them. You are too great to be step upon. Just leave me space to hold my head up high. Life is a struggle for you...and everything just slip away just like dust washed by the sudden rain. And when rain comes you have no shelter....what if the crow carrying your supply dies? 
   Never rely on human powers...on promises that are meant to be broken...or anything can just crumble to the ground and leave no traces. Life is vanity. Meaningless. Meaningless.

"This is what Jehovah of armies, the God of Israel, has said: 'Let not your prophets who are in among you and your practicers of divination deceive you, and do not you listen to their dreams that they are dreaming. For "it is in falsehood that they are prophesying to you in my name . . . ," is the utterance of Jehovah.'"—Jeremiah 29:8, 9.

   Years have passed with echo lingers to wasted youth. It's your reflection now and only between yourself. Nothing happens. Images are strangled in memories of what life have been, The chosen path of the dreamer...and you remain to the same forces that bind you. The abundant past where you have succumb to the pleasure of the moment. And the moments gone. 

   Now the silence to reflect once again to just simply admit your mistakes...plenty of them which you have tried to cover in pleasantries and psalms...of faith...of broken beliefs. The faith that you are among the chosen.       

   I have to step down from the pedestal that I have crafted for my self and accept the fault and shortcomings that not all faith is enough. Exert an energy that will equal the resources you desires.