Today in humanity. let's reflect back. With these hands. Is experiencing the physical touch. In holding your favorite; food & drink. While we all sit back. To engage are watch; one another chat. About how life changed our; visions. From whom we use to be; of the past tense. In a space of our individual thinking. About ourselves, to reflect back on each other.
Of what? If you're creeping around. Are straight to the point; in being fed up.
That only means. You realize; something. In oneself. Is needing an adjustment. For change.
Because the presence of the future. Is not negotiable. To keep mentally going back wards. Only to deal with finding out. In of one self; in being stuck in gravity. Of a neutral position. Needing change.
One day I ask my dad. In his latter years, before his home going. While sitting near his comfy recliner chair. As I wrapped his Christmas gifts. The last Christmas on Earth. Together we would have. To really discuss what the future would be like. And of course dad was a no nonsense type of human being. So I expected to listen closely, hear & understand What he had to say; as an entire person. In between me & God. I truly and sincerely respect. His concerns, his mission, his direction for himself. And me. Because of on earth; he endured his own way of dealing. With Suffering, sacrifices and Pain.
See my daddy was a very intelligent man. And what I had to learn. Was we're not perfect human beings. Just human beings that find their own resilience. To change. But also accept; of each other's good & bad choices. But what I can say is this. My mother had a plan. When she considered my life; and her choices was in her hands. So, back to the story. Daddy entered the military services at a young age. I would of been around 2. Is when my mother told me. At birth it was on that porch. She placed that baby Carrier. With his family of siblings. That embraced the significance of; my precious tiny body.
My mother showed me; family.
Because if we're going to tell one another's story. Regarding our journey. It would behoove us in All. The facts need to be aligned in; order. Before presenting amongst one another. Human Affairs. We must then tell it on ourselves.
Into a beautiful world of; people wearing many faces of facades. To just sit back and judge. Until next.
You're personal affairs; is up. For conversation.
See in 2013. When I created this Blog content & other pages of content in copyrights. I had a plan and a stronger vision. About what life had groomed in me. To further appreciate; an appetite to digest of the changes that come with life.
During time. I needed to connect Spiritually, physically & mentally. To emotionally; express myself. In what I prayed to God for; inclination. A pure heart. Of what only God could mold; in me. To continuously grow, mature and stay 💯 percent; in being humbled. By faith, love, prayer & hope.
Then one day, while sipping my Tea. I sat back and looked around at time was aging; humanity.
On this day. I Began at the beginning. With God and the creation of; mankind. Every pattern. Of an emotional human history. While living, in the Dash. Until a state of temporary Rest on Earth.
The most humbling stories of; our human journey.
Life; is all I could see. In what; there had to be. Of the next human story. Of One in many. That did not get to tell. Of the stories in the living. That still walk & breathe. Of life & death. Is the pain and healing; process. Throughout humanity.
Eventually, I figured out; what my; only son & my villages of people. Trained, and taught me about; survival living, dying & fear. It's all rooted deep; in what is physcologically not knowing. But predicting what may are never happen. In real Life.
Why? Let's dissect it together. To wrap our mind around how, we can't be everything to one another. In these souls on earth.
To predict when, why & how;
People tell you about love. But nobody ever tells you; how to stay in it. Forever.
People teach you why you have to fight & struggle; in life. But nobody is honest enough to tell you how; to mentally prepare for the fight of your own life.
People make false and hope filled promises. But nobody really show's up. To walk you through dealing with; your own overwhelmed emotions.
People talk loud, just to be heard. But nobody tells you whose watching every word. To use it against you. In your weakest moments.
People do nasty & sneaky things, in the presence of other people. To each other. But nobody is prepared to tell the truth.
Of what they attempted to keep of secrets.
or the same things you were; the plot twist. Are knowing themselves were an accomplice to. Of how eventually they will also do it to you.
It's call being setup.
Most people try to create a facade. To make you think bad about another person. You have experienced that was good. However, choices & personal decisions. Fog the real life experience.
Is when; The downfall. Roots back to why? Pride comes before the fall.
Because the reality of desiring of anything. Are person. Is rooted back to seeing; change; needed in our selves. Whole trying to change someone else.
No matter what the reasons. We're all individual characters. Trying to fit into one another's lives & plans. To be connected.
The truth is we can't do anything alone.
Why not? If you're all alone. Then how would anything get done?
Remember those little Boxes, little Boxes. Until we all pop out of one.
Life requires; to elevate we must initiate ourselves. To develope. We must listen, look and take instructions to even learn.
Before evaluating; who should be afraid. Of anyone are anything.
Until you researched it. For yourself. We just can't assume we know. Who we are together.
Until we discover; what we are apart. Including family.
Before procreating life.
Bach to my farther. A man of few words. But action.
And on that night. I fought out; about the human who created with my mother. His only child.
A version of myself. The extension of a real life story.
The stories I saw in real life & Time.
With all types of People. Moving in motion. In every area of knowledge. Exist; the working class. Including education & private associations. And all hands on board; working off the land.
Just people. Leaving foot prints. On Earth. Of what is being; sown in the soil.
After figuring out what the FEAR; was all about. I can still hear his voice. On that call. My child reminded me.
'mom, why do you worry so much, it was you who taught me about GOD'.
Author, Blogger Angela L.