I need to do more. I need to improve greater. I need to be greatly more versed in all aspects of life and living. I need to read and absorb the millions of important works by the masters. I need to have the time to do so. I also need to be creatively challenged. I need to be discerning and competent at finding the correct path. I need to exercise the right that truly belongs to me. I need to succumb to opportunity. I need a lot more that requires to be done ….
And I need it now … !!
Objects of desire, objects of substance lie littered in every possible location around. The need to clear it all, comes to the mind each hour, but fails eventually. I do know that once cleared or exacted it shall give me immense feel of accomplishment, but it does not happen.
A cluttered surrounding does not bode well for those that deplore such. I am one such. I need to be helped. If that were to happen it would be of great assistance to me and to my mind I know. But when you clear your mind with your own strength and hands, the power of substance and reliability, is at it epitome. Some times you wish your mind could be read by him or her that does nor necessarily spend sufficient time with you to actually know you. These assists are phenomenal. They are special and exemplary. In a lifetime we find it difficult to know our own minds, let alone gauge the minds of others …
It is an art though to be able to find out and fathom the inners of the other. Blessed are they that can indulge in such practice and be successful. They need admiration and recognition. Eventually however it has been the area of notice that those that do such, at times, harm themselves more than the harm they find in others. Are we generous enough to understand and realize the difference that plays before us, or are we so stupid and desolate that we allow it to pass. I believe that many that give of themselves to the benefit of the other are entirely and completely unaware of what may generally be assumed as ‘obligation’.
Do we actually remember when we perform that most sacred duty of service, that there is an ulterior motive that invades us ? Do we actually think that what we do is being noticed for posterity to play back in pay back ? I would imagine not. I would wish that I would imagine not. That would be so close to sacrilege, that even a needle in a haystack would not share the comparison, irrespective of how odious it may be.
What does one think or imagine …?
I wonder often .. whatever happened to merit, to established sincerity and maturity, to self made impressions that had been missing from your vocabulary. If your merit is admirable. If your merit is not dependant on any other. If merit were to stand in front of confounded others, the others would shut shop.
With these credentials then, what if ever could be fear. I shall fear if there has been wrong done by me. I shall fear if my conscience dictates to me in a language that I hear from the accuser.
No power on earth has ever been able to tear and destroy the massive power of conscience. Only a mad man would not respect or accept this elementary belief. Theirs shall always be a momentary victory if ever competition were to be held. Finally of course as you receive your gift, it is the fancy and decorative packing that you first destroy. Those gifted and closer to the creator, need never be so impressed by the outer packaging of the gift, for they know that the real answer lies inside. Inside of us or inside of the pages of the dissertation that we stumble upon to read, discuss and write about !!
I write today in messages of difficult nature … perhaps that is my defence mechanism, which protects me from the clutches of the unknown.
It is wise at times to let the unknown remain unknown ..
Love to all....
DiL.
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