Tuesday, September 19, 2017 at 5:14 am.
What’s the next page, my Father? Perhaps I add a page at the beginning. Perhaps I add, “No Need For Your Humble Agreement Anymore. Not At All! Realization? Indeed And! Liberation!?” That post was well received. Another pivotal post for this book could be, “Do You Have A Plan? A Plan For My Books Beyond My Ability To Create? It’s Been On The Making! Little Did I Know It. Duh!-“ That’s another good one to insert next to give the reader an incentive to keep reading. I’ll see what You will show me.
Tuesday, September 19, 2017 at 7:47 am.
I find it neat the way my daily life now develops. I wake up. Like a child awakens without any specific thing in mind, so do I most of the time. Once awaken? I go about with whatever comes my way. No specific plan. No schedule to keep up with. No pressure to do one thing or the other, and yet! All is planned and perfectly arranged for me! Can you imagine that? I think not! For the most? You probably think the worst, I’m just a copout! Maybe not. Maybe I pick your curiosity to see what am I rambling about?
Not rambling. I am talking about the pure and simple way life develops for me since? Since I gave up all my shenanigans to help myself. WHAT? Ahmad hits the ceiling. “Basilia, you are old. You do not have a family to take care of. God helps me but I HAVE TO WORK! I HAVE TO HELP MYSELF!”
Man! If I have heard that sentence from Ahmad ten thousand times is mild with the number of times I have heard it from most all human beings of my acquaintance! No surprise there.