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Awaiting Ascension Juxtapositions

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Are we living breathing time capsules waiting to be opened by future generations.

Alive. Merely existing.

Unquiet extreme desperation for something more but we don’t know what that more is. Blend in. Blend in. Like a Chameleon. Validation mode on.

Fire Salamanders emerge from still hot ashes and charcoal bits whence Paul dipped his hand yet brought back his hand unscathed by neither flames nor poisons.

Creator demands that we be broken down into our Essential Elements.Are we really primordial primates amphibian reptiles species awaiting Rebirth into the next level of Evolution? Sentient beings searching for our next form.

Next pattern. Next Dimensions, Galaxies and Multiple Universes.We 20th Century born sat at the feet of our Elders absorbing our family oral traditions. Treasured Griots sharing knowledge, wisdom and understanding.

But how will our 22nd Century descendants interpret the Throwing of our old bones.Facebook, Twitter, Instagram. Long abandoned Blogs filled with dusty forgotten posts on desiccated lives. Forever seeking release from a wireless tangled Matrix.

Will we stand the test of time?Or will Haramattan Sirocco winds blown from Pyramids and Sphinx wipe our Talking Heads from the Akashic Records.

Homage to Eden

Wade in the Water

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Wade in the Water

God’s gonna trouble the Water

It’s Forgiving Fridays! Today’s topic is Forgiving & Intimacy

Coney Island in Brooklyn

Brighton Beach

Long time captive far from my Native Land. By the Rivers of Babylon how can I sing a song of joy.

Then Oshun and Black Moses led me across the wilderness to Freedom.

Small Sand Shark almost washed up on the beach.

Surrounded by kids and one adult who was trying to get the little shark back into the ocean I can only imagine how frightening it must be to have all these foreign two legged creatures gawking and screaming. Fortunately the lifeguard rescued him and returned it home to the sea.

At the beach I feel whole and restored. Dipping my toes and feet into the Ocean, wading in up to my waist I experience a return to childhood, carefree, splashing and playing like I did so many years ago.

Like Naaman the Leper who was instructed to dip 7 times by the prophet I dip and dip again washing away years of pain, sorrow, despair, anger, suffering, sadness and anxiety. Fears drift far away beyond the distant shores. Then gazing at the Horizon I beheld New beginnings for the Lord has troubled the Waters.