Love it when it snows


Nothing quiets things down like a nice blanket of snow. The roof is muffled, and the forest too. But I think there may be even more going on. Doesn't snow often here, but every time it sure does seem like the power is cleaner. For sure the listening is better. 
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  • "I don’t want to talk about Jesus, I just want to see his face."

Look into the face of a child.

Frank   
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I saw Jesus once, the year was 1973 at the sportsdrome in Jeffersonville IN at a
J Geils concert. He wasn’t a child. 
I and the Father are one. Well, of course you are. Thousands of years later and all of modern science has produced not one shred of evidence to the contrary.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=alRNbesfXXw&t=2s


(...!...I knew it...they're going to swerve right into quantum cosmology with a side of Faith.....no mention of holographic reality yet, but....perhaps that's dessert....)

Figured it 'all' out yet?

Just as I thought....

Do me a favor....(not to emulate the Prez, but there it is...)

Step outside, and look up.  Hopefully, a nice clear night sky....free of the lights of uncivilization.....

...and you can only see a minuscule fraction of what's really 'out there'...

...and what allows one to see it, much less comprehend...

...or, for that matter (mind, over), How you can...or even begin to grasp the enormity of it....and the depth of time....

...and IF there's an entity behind it all....

 A small lifeform on a backwater planet...a goldfish in it's bowl....

Striving to be and become Lucy....( the film, not the ancestor....).

Most of the 'current' religions would rather have you in blinders, dark glasses, and cower in guilt.

Most of the older ones, primarily Eastern, would have one just 'go with it, it's beyond our grasp'...

Half full...half empty....or does the glass exist at all?

*S*  I am but a tiny flashbulb in the dark, here and gone.

Briefer than a candle, a dust mote in the light, floating by....

I'm OK with that.

Any explanations may prove to be no better than the shapes of gods in the night sky, squatting about the fire, chipping flints....

We still have a long way to go tomorrow.

The route unclear, still fraught with danger and hazard.

We are still our own worst enemy, the lizard core of our brain still rules our steps.

Smart

But not wise



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