i could spend hours of my life trying to make the perfect video (like that’ll ever happen). then i watched my daughter. she just makes her vids, uploads before the camera stops rolling. moving along all carefree and without apology. she’s my hero. i can only hope to equal that kind of bravado.
the call: so dear lord how do i deal with this new melodrama? did i err in my adamant attitude? i know i let my attention rest upon the condition too long but not so long as my normal pattern. so then do tell me what it is that you know that i must know? become now the power the sustains the outer self thru the battles that aim to wound. do thou guard all that i am against what would scar me to the bone once more. i am your servant. speak now thy command. may your indestructible will become now my own…
the answer: it is tragic comedy to watch the sparring of one with the other. do you not know better than to react to his ignorance? what of thy vow of silence? tis ‘half-ass at best’ would be the student’s remark if he truly understood the value of your discipline. is it not your job to give assistance as he requires? are you not becoming too involved with the personality? how many times must they draw your blood before your learn to be wholly indifferent to that which does not concern your directive. i know it is tough out there but imagine how tough it would be had you been led into what he has known-so lost in ignorance as to hold hatred the only defense. be compassionate. remember. he is your responsibility not your friend. be thou the full power of the great command. give all unto the elohim within this man of god who has no memory of his own light as you have seen shining through him already. let your love for life be the guide in the midst of this turmoil. what is there in this argument but another war? war is death. will you be but the bitch of hell again? this is the last day of good standing. be only that I AM unto all. even so unto war-for there I AM also.