Unconscionable Conscience and other Scientific Hyberbole

Everything was so grand!

Everything was so big!

Everything was so much!

Too much, actually.

Too much.

Bigger isn’t always better.

Expansion for the sake of expansion does not a school make.

Perhaps what was really occurring is the schooling of:

Somebody else.

Tired games=tired gains.

Expansion can do this.

Reminder:

An expansion of the heart.

Takes time.

Takes your time.

Takes my time.

Do you succumb to the “powers that be” not the powers that is He?

Are you free?

Do you succumb to be numb?

Do you prefer to spread the self thin or spread the self wide?

Large and wide.

Spread the fresh air of freedom, sincerity and spontaneity? (pf)

How do you enter the day?

The peace that passes understanding.

or

a No Pass blockade of the mind of relapse and impatience.

Stunted in growth.

Still riding the waves of others’ discontent in order to reorder your own priorities and ploughing over another with the “I didn’t do it”, “I wasn’t even there” so called bombastic arrogance.

Rest assured.

With innocence of a child. Anything is possible.

Naïveté is the sincerest form of flattery.

Well. For the time being.

Let’s remain: Still. Present. In the moment.

Let our conscience be our guide.

There are rules in this crazy life.

Fairness is one of the most important. Although, it has been so endlessly scorned. To some life is not fair….like it or lump it. The powers that be may be the first to lose their minds and worst of all,

Their soul.

So.

My fair lad.

And.

My fair maiden.

Join heads.

Join hands.

Get to work on the task and tasks at hand.

There are many.

High five if you choose.

Peace sign and thumbs up work well.

The past is the past.

Period.

There are numerous and various ways to stick it to another.

And.

Its mean.

Unconscionable.

How will we know when “It is right?”

Through Him all things are possible. In life, we oftentimes rely on tests, examinations, etc. Study and analysis are two sides of the same coin when the goal is annihilation. Of the enemy. Which is oftentimes one in the same

And there are many mean spirited buggos.

Mean.

Bullying, too.

Arbitrary and capricious.

Unscrupulous.

Shocks the conscience.

Excessive.

Not guided by Him.

To those of you who may not know.

His mercies are new everyday.

Now. I know what you may be thinking………

Woo Hoo! I can screw it all up today and be forgiven..A fair life does not work quite that way—except for in some necks of the woods wherein the landscape is vast and the temptations many.

For example:

In the United States of America, unconscionable contracts are unlawful in some states. North. South. East. West. Look it up. Take a look. Wherein some areas prove to be a gateway to the future. The unconscionability provision of lawfulness verbatim was and is incorporated in Civil Code. Some places. Wherein enforcement may have lacked.

Sorely lacked.

I ask:

Did anybody listen?

Does anybody hear?

Did anybody follow?

The directions?

Or the code?

Of the code?

Did they forget?

Ignore.

Disregard.

Only God knows.

I dunno, because it seems, sometimes, for someone when opportunity knocks, the door is open. Oftentimes when a lesser knock occurs, no body answers.

Honor code.

It. Like many good things that come from Him evolve around its goodness.

The good code.

Takes a licking and keeps on ticking.

Bring it on.

Your best.

Your worst.

The unconscionable of your own conscience.

Hate is a four letter word.

Call me crazy.

Or not.

I know.

Because.

I am ok.

Come join me!

Choose to live in freedom of Him and his expectations and the life you chose will be of freedom and spontaneity to serve your fellow man with an expansive heart. If in some ways, you lack the tenacity to follow Him. Follow a follower for the right thing to do.

Maybe keep the lips sealed of all things spew-like.

Keep an open mind.

Keep an open heart.

More importantly.

Keep,

A wide open soul!👋🏻🙏🏻🫵🏻

In the meantime.

It takes an unbelieveable strength to avoid the naysayers. They are everywhere. They are me. They are you. They are all.

One true test of gossip for gain. In your own conscience.

Would you say face to face, that which you would say to another’s

Face.

Gossip, like anything addictive, feels good in the moment.

When in reality. It is

Destruction and destructive in the long run.

Life is not fair.

He is.

Life can be ferris wheels and cotton candy and funnel cakes galore.

Until reality smacks upside the noggin’.

In some people’s lives, other people’s misfortune is another person’s carnival ‘o fun.

Mean.

Do not depend on the dependency of others to gain or game the future you choose for yourself. With Him by your side.

Life is too precious.

Extend and expand your heart and hand in the interests of another.

He and his expectations for you are high.

Yearn to be high in His honor.

It matters.

At the end of the day.

At the end of your life.

And.

Other’s too.

Be grateful for your abilities, your tithes and talents.

He provides the resources for good.

Only good.

Anything less than is less than.

It is a dance but it does not have to be.

In Him. All things are possible.

Through Him.

With Him.

In Him.

In the Unity of the Holy Spirit.

Even the unconscionable of ourselves.

It is a processional process.

For sure.

In the mirror and the midst of the fashionable and colorful dry gulches of the dancing horses and the court jesters. Take heed.

Take notes.

Take your time.

Take His time.

It takes time.

Rome was not built in a day.

Neither is trust.

It is a foundational process that stands the test of time.

Your time.

My time.

His time.

The battle will be here and there in the morning. The gossip mongers and naysayers will ride the big stallions at the park of the noble and true regents.

They just may not admit why they are there in the first place.

King for a day.

Queen for a lifetime.

Their mettle is tested endlessly.

The world is a rather big place. Full of promises, emptiness and broken ones too.

We are all but cogs on the wheel of the horse drawn carriages.

We should get down to the hard work of building up.

Not knocking down.

There is safety in numbers.

One may argue numbers don’t lie.

They can be stretched beyond the limits, I suppose.

I dunno.

I wish I did.

When you find out,

Please let me know.

Thank you.