Thanks, my Father for saving me! I could have been hurt but for Your protection. And thanks for Ahmad. Despite his much needed sleep, he came to my aid. He restored the electricity for me. Bless him, my Father. Bless him with a double blessing as it is Your will to do.
Here we go. I been down and out because the Vegas Massacre et all ominous news notifications coming in my screen. I could turn those notifications off. I could set out myself to blame and condemn. I could write thousands of words to salute the heroes. Or? I could go on with my life and let all else alone, but! For the life of me? I cannot and I will not, under any circumstances to any of that! Why?
It’s obvious if you have been reading my journal for a spell, dear Reader, it is obvious, I no longer write, read, talk and do and come and go by my will and mind power. I live in the Presence of my Father/Creator. I live under my Father’s loving control and protection. Always, He leads and lightens my way in this dark world of misery and destruction.
Even so, His leading? Not to be compared with the best of this world’s leadership. This world’s leadership? It’s ALL about SUCCESS! No kidding. EVERYTHING in the world’s agenda is geared and seared in the human mind—Success. Success. Success. You must submit to the process if one aspires for the best. But, what’s the sense to rehash the matter?
Well, perhaps there is some sense in rehashing the matter. Whether we are successful or not, for the most, we have had our share of fun, entertainment, and laughter. It is time to stop the quest for success. It’s time to stop the laughter. It’s time to start the weeping. Sobriety is the word! Weeping? Who wants to weep instead of laughing? Is it not laughter the best medicine? Pause. Reflect. How can we laugh at the face of the horrors going on and on?