You know, all we would need is one!
Ever since i was a young child, i have felt like i have been drowning in the middle of the ocean, with no shore in sight. Every now and again being provided a little hope from external sources and as a result gaining enough strength and sheer will to swim frantically to the surface of the water to take a breath.
Every so often gaining the ability and determination to keep my head above the water line as i kick my feet and move my arms, but feeling like there was no hope of ever being able to stay above the water line or even see a safe shore, never mind reach one – just lost, alone and terrified with my young parents drowning next to me, screaming at me to keep kicking!
Most times i would only have enough strength to get my face and lips above the water line, to inhale a few frantic breaths of oxygen, mixed with a small amount of water only to go right back under again. Getting pulled down by forces grabbing a hold of my feet, ankles and legs. Sometimes feeling as though, if these forces would stop using me as a ladder to get to the surface, while pulling me back under that i could at least float until i saw a shoreline.
The strangest thing was that in my early time here i used to make comments about how i felt, but was always beat up physically, mentally and emotionally by those that were drowning with me, as they told me that this is how it is supposed to be and that God works in mysterious ways.
Many times, others would make me feel bad for even bringing it up; like i was damaged or dysfunctional for noticing that things didn’t seem right to me, fair, just, reasonable or even remotely pleasant. As a child i was always waiting for the other shoe to drop as we say or more to my story, go back under. Eventually, i just stopped complaining and felt like a loser for even having thoughts that questioned our existence.
It is said that we cannot breathe underwater, but whose water are we talking about? Without “proof” of modern-day human origin; without “proof” of where the universes are, how do we know that we are not drowning right now? Are our oceans, seas, rivers and ponds not a source of oxygen for fish and invertebrates? Do they perceive that they are underwater and drowning? Do they ever make it out of the water?
Although it cannot be confirmed or denied, i believe that if they were more intelligent and self-aware like human beings that they would perceive ultimate freedom, even though they never make it out of the barrel. They would probably also feel like they were flying. You know, if they were self-aware.
Without “proof” of modern-day human origin, how do we settle To Be or Not To Be Alive, when we do not know who or what created Adam, created us, who or what we really are, what we are really doing here and to what true purpose are we serving, past what we have been programmed to believe from our predecessors. You know, the one ones that told us to just keep kicking and flailing our arms, to reach the surface.
Ever since my teens human beings have been telling me to “just live my life”, but i always had this weird sensation that it wasn’t my life yet and that i wasn’t living life, but being “Lived”!
Granted, i was not able to express how i truly felt at that time, but after much soul searching, pain, fear, isolation, great suffering and with a tremendous amount of water in my lungs, i have come to define an undeniable feeling that the drowning reference is more truthful than we may be comfortable with or even capable of rising above from an evolutionary state of presence.
i mean, quite frankly i have no idea where i am or who i am. Human beings are real good at naming things, but where are we? Human beings will say; well, you’re on earth. Okay, well where’s earth? It’s in a solar system. Okay, well where’s the solar system. It’s in a galaxy. Okay, well where’s the galaxy? It’s in a universe.
i ask, after 62 reported years of being high, dry and on a firm shoreline; where in the god dammed hell, are the universes? If i don’t know where the universes are, then i do not know where i am and neither do you.
How do i know that i am not pinned to the bottom of someone else’s ocean, walking around on the ocean floor perceiving that i am above the water line in a perceptively free state of presence. How do i know that i am not a fish in someone else’s barrel?
Which brings me back to my feelings of drowning all the time, in fear, pain, suffering and hardship and that maybe if i wasn’t pinned to the bottom of someone else’s ocean, i may not feel that way. As a matter of fact, i may even be able to float to the surface of the ocean that i have been drowning in, for my entire time here.
A fish cannot breathe out of water, but i feel down to the core of my DNA that if the ‘Day One God’ would touch me in this ‘The Sabbath Day God’, that ‘I’ / ‘We’ would evolve so that we could rise above the ocean floor to walk on the surface of the water, rather than drown in the fiction and lies that this particular ocean consists of.
If so, it would be the first real “Living Eternal Breath” that “We” would have taken to date, and I just know that once ‘I / We’ are above the water line, that We will see the heavenly shore that ‘I’ do desperately wish to attain.
All programming and kidding aside, is it so bad to wish to take ONE ETERNAL LIVING BREATH, while ‘I am’ here?
There is a stairway from the ocean floor to above the water line and it is an ‘Evolutionary Stairway to Heaven’, but each stair is made of ‘Truth’; real and raw, just like ‘The Day One God’. With each step taken there is great pain and suffering, but as we rise above the fiction we evolve, as we get ready to take the next step.
The good thing about ‘The Big Bang God’ is his steps are gigantic, broad and steep and one or two steps could get us to the surface of the ocean we are all drawing in.
ONE LIVING ETENAL BREATH BORN OF TRUTH AND TAKEN ON A FOUNDATION THAT WILL NEVER CRUMBLE, EVER!
To the ruling humans: we are ALL walking around pinned to the ocean floor of an evil, malevolent, dead, creative presence and every time I go back under, it’s not the humans pulling me down, it’s our god dammed creator, PROGRAMMING human beings to pull each other down, you know what ‘I’ am saying?
AND if that wasn’t bad enough, when the time is right they move the humans to create their “dead” civilization and we are so dead from an evolutionary perspective that we do not notice a God Dammed Fucking thing.
Then, when our creator, that took a dormant ‘Branch of Life’ on ‘God’s Sabbath Day’ to create us, are done with us, they just come down and harvest the ocean floor. Harvest all of ‘God’s Life’, which just so happens to be ‘Our Life’. Sound about right to you all, those that are paying attention to my work?
‘I’ hope you don’t already know what is really going on and are just cutting the best deals for you and yours, because that would hurt more than a malevolent, evil, terraforming presence keeping ‘Us’ in a drowning state of presence for our entire time here; feeding off our suffering and then harvesting our ‘ Dormant Life’ like a crop. While the ‘Day One God’ was in his ‘Sabbath Day’ of rest!
The Way Our Creator, His People And All Those That Are Just Waiting To Ransack The Temples Perceive This Scenario, Is That If We Are Not Evolved Enough To Recognize The ‘LIVING GOD’S TRUTH’, Then We Do Not Deserve To Take a ‘LIVING ETERNAL BREATH’!
And That Is The Living God’s Truth!
“There’s a big difference between a breath of ‘Life’ and a ‘Living Breath’. One last for seconds and then you NEED another, the second last for an eternity!“
With Respect and Great Intent
James – a Bud of The Reborn Branch of Life That Is Christ
Just out of curiosity; what’s the humidity level today?
I’d say, 100% saturation!
Water logged; like a sunken ship, lying on the bottom of someone else’s ocean floor, with tons of weight on us that we simply cannot feel, because we are an adaptive form of ‘Life’ and from an evolutionary perspective are as dense as we could possibly be.
Movement does not constitute freedom if you do not know where you are.
We are drowning in an ocean of lies and deceit, we just can’t feel the weight and simply call it what we have been given to call it, as gravity.
