Talk. Talk. Talk. Shut Up! Listen Up thiaBasilia? O no! Shut up is not a polite word to address anyone. Try using polite words if you want people to read your writings, thiaBasilia.

O Man! Polite Words? Positive Thinking? I’m OK? My Divine Self? The Way To Eternal Death! …

O how I wish that statement was just my own judgemental self’s idea! Should that be the case? There won’t be any intensity of love for my people.

Instead Of Love? Envy. Rancour. Jealousy Would Fill My Heart, But! …

Despite all disagreements among my people? My people cannot deny the intensity of that love in my heart for each one of them. No bragging. That’s a fact.

So? Let Me Go On With My Master’s Doings About That Love In My Heart …

“Poor Basilia!” Ahmad’s favorited expression to let me know that he respects me but I don’t believe that he does. Guess what?

I Been So Busy Talking Not Minding The Listening Part, What? …

What are You telling me, my Master? Why should I listen to people? Didn’t You tell me not to let people influence me? Ah! The meaning of words?

Does Anyone Realize The Cause Of The Colossal Confusion Rampart Among Mankind?

The meaning of words. How often do we hear the expression, ‘That’s not what I meant’? On and on we go. That’s your meaning. That’s my meaning. Me?

That’s Not My Meaning! Frustration. Anger. Resentment, Until? …

The mighty wind of conviction descending upon me in the last few days with the bugs situation. Hopefully? One last time. Amazing revelation! I was infected with spiritual leprosy.

Indeed! Resentment Was The Spiritual Leprosy Tearing Me Apart, But! …

Thank goodness! The goodness of the Almighty Creator that is! The power of His love and wisdom is absolutely beyond the human imagination.

Cleansed By The Power Of That Love And Wisdom …

Now? No more talk. I’m listening! So? I can humbly shine His love and wisdom within my being upon the darkness of this so loved world of my Master. Quote: