So, What’s That Important In My Life?
Journal—An ongoing dialog between thia/Basilia and Master Yahuwah/Yahushua. …
Monday, May 22, 2017 at 4:35 pm
If you ask my beloved Ahmad, he’ll say, “She just thinks of her belly!” To Ahmad goes my perennial request, “I need honey!” He might be talking about his unbelievable scrambles—his IMPORTANTS many as they are, but, all he gets from me nowadays is, “I need honey!” Why?
I am trying to make a point, but! It is not working. Ahmad goes out of his way to keep up with my supply of honey never once realizing that I am being sarcastic! Of course, I need honey, but honey is not THE most important thing in my life—not even close.
Tuesday, May 23, 2017 at 3:03 am
I’m awake. Still thinking about that ‘important’ in my life. My life? NAY! Mine and yours, dear reader et all! What’s SO ‘important’ in our lives? There might be a gillion answers to that question. A gillion non-essential ‘importants’. A gillion fastidious wants & ideas in hold of our polluted minds with the ashes of what it could have been.
Paradise. I see that tree. It looks good to me, quite suitable, pleasant for food. I see that tree is delightful to look at. I see a tree to be desired in order to make one wise. Ah! Let me pluck that luscious fruit. I greedily take a bite. I eat it and? I give it to the one next to me and? That one eats and? To this day, the unbroken chain linking that tree to our greedy souls!
We eat and we give it to others and? They eat. And? They continue to this day eating that luscious fruit. We bite that luscious fruit. Ah! We are naked! What a shame. Let’s hide our nakedness!