Shefa

 

Shhhhhh

Gimel 

Hey

…

Yesterday 

Hey

Vav 

Hey

Gebirah

When there is nothing is there a name

It’s still after 5 everywhery…it’s the y sometimes 

Caelum

 

It’s funny to see five hundred spectrums when others see three 

Hidden above the clouds

It’s 5:00 somewhere 

Jesuit Witch

 

Lamed 

6 sat in the lap of the chock

Is it not beautiful everything all brightened up, here, there and all over the place under this strawberry harvest moon. 

Be still and listen

One day I’ll tell you a story

I heard the birds bicker as they gathered their due then set about to make the way. 

5

6:57 Edit I really want to help make this world better. 

The Digital Root

 

Sleep falling

Death stepped from the water naked her arms stretched and her wings unfolded then she wrapped them delicately around her. Looking forward through a window of time she saw her self upside down small and perfect and as she moved forward she saw herself grow larger until she reached the vortex point where left became right and up was down as she passed through all clear and fine toned to see, when up was up and right was right. 

Women have tangent lines in their graph of life, 3 of them, men have 2. I reached my last tangent line in the cycle of my life and it is magical to say the least, I'm no longer in pain and can think, my left works in tandem with my right.

How do you see time, how does one measure something that is specific to a person and a place, not everything is the speed of light constant and some things move in manners you have no idea how they communicate. 

Underlying messages in themes all around are only a secret if some one convinces another they aren't there.

We are able to see such small things that the main stream refuses to see the connection with that which they are from or a like are drawn together because they have an underlying code that as an animal we read naturally...we forget we are animals as I watch the deer tell each other I'm outside but it's safe to come out, it's just Kristin. When I whistled a tune and sang a special song the cardinals stopped throwing themselves to their death in warning I had arrived.

All those lines divisible by 2 but the mother's line is 3, 6, 9. 

Be still and listen

One day I will tell you a story

Growing old isn't scary, it's getting there that is and when your mind is free to the cycle of life and death and you can See it, it's the knowing there really is a Gold pill and Gd.

 

A Business Matter

 

Sometimes I have to travel the river flow through the oak valley to get deep into the know

Always as an agent her hair had legs over the fire

The builders united under one Gd 

The Cauldron of Gomel

 

The seamstress pricked the fabric with her sharp needle

another uniform of the day

 this one with buttons for display