Hearing Seer’s Speak 112616
God Loves us, more than we will, ever know, so Kind-realize it or, not kinder-still, is how much more, every sacred mirror Kin shows us how much, more Love we are, than how I can see so much, more than, other’s can seem to speak it. Can I accept, all others, as myself, just the way I am, and who, but those Kin closest to me could Love me, as much as I try-can?
I would be Kin-remiss, not to speak to how we can miss what Kindness appears, continually right in front of us, but I have met myself, finally, to enjoy how much ONENESS Spirit Conscience has, now found me. A Mother’s suffering to prioritize her child to act out from so many lung steroids has mesmerized me, and her Love Lesson with her, almost smothering suffering child, as if I were her next of Kin, and, as much as anyone, not quite breathing.
Am I anger, am I disappointed, am I lost in a World gone completely madd, or am I the perfect mirror of our collective silent consciousness, all wrapped up in her pneumonia-vaccinated child, suffering aggression from adding steroids to her, already poison-fix for more poison remedies on Medical Murder Mob life-robbery ad infinitum? She accepts, all her child’s acting out aggression, as a small price to pay for One more day-in-the-life-of another Healing Seer’s Speak kind-feeling Kin-mirror perennial human.
Since my preposterous too-speak-of childhood rape/sacrifice, I gave up pretending, not to feel continually disappointed, so I survived, since then, more as a sleeper in such quiet slippers turning within, just like monks do, more as hermitage lashes observing through the single eye vision, that only innocents can see everything in the mirror of Kind Love, forgiven.
My vision of a soldier’s boots proving I needed to cover all my childhood guilty tracks, comes from watching a pair of mirror-boots swaying in another country, wondering where the other undead soldier was found, and who stole his soul, and left it hanging in this tent of an enemy-for-profit, as much as vengeance. Is it Kind to Police the World to make it free of innocent children, and then Wonder what makes me wanna hide what happened, just so War-boots hang out to tent-dry, where the wet mist of Spirit already went flapping bye bye?
I seem to be able to see what other’s refuse to see, and I seem to want to give a collective similar consciousness voice to my pain, that, even lost soul boot-soldiers want us to hear? I hear our human-family Wolf-soul chorus howling, as full as the Harvest Moon, but the trees that made abused children weapons appear, is showing me, me in the pair of childhood Boots swinging in the enemy’s unforgiving baby-bootie breezes inside me.
Is it kind to harm our children so, and then use their censured rage, as a cover for, all the things that I can, now kinder hearing seer’s speak, or is it better to hide the money for the empty hanging boots, just to believe brave-honor competition isn’t the cover of War, and Murder as, just more good business. I see a huge sodomy-cigar swaying in the empty-soul fat-cat boot breeze, and whoever wants to smoke it, already broke the Devil’s back, at the time of my own disappearing child-hood empty-boot Conscience.
Can I accept the World as it is, and not as I would have it, or will I forgive others, as myself enough, to see how much God really ‘can’ Love, like that kinder Mother? Am I, as kind as that child’s mirror-Kin Mother, to forgive whatever ‘normal’ poisoned her precious progeny, and then realize how lucky I am she is Loving me in a measure, of how Hearing Seer’s Speak I can receive it, as we are writing here in kinder-synchronicity, altogether? Would that we be Kind enough, to forgive our child-suffering bootless empty-souls, maybe ‘we’, all would be able to accept it, more like that Mother-Kin accepts the vaccinated aggression, acting out in all our weaponized children War-hanging whispering Baby Booty Bronzed Breezes?
What if, every single coldhearted aspect of our collective indifferent consciousness was, so trauma-base mind-controlled asleep, that, even “Love” has, just become another tool to sex-separate us with the constant immoral gender-bigotry battering, that we have settled for everything ‘abnormal’, hardly anyone left, can imagine accepting seer’s speak as it is hearing us Today, and not as anyone blind, and deaf can forgive it? I ONENESS Wonder if that, very Love we wont let out yet, is, also the same denied Source we have to rely on, to do the forgiving for us, that has to help us Mother-Kin kinder-child accept it-less, and, just gender-free Spirit Trust it?
author Pine Cone
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Hearing Seer’s Speak 112616
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