The double standard.

Be not afraid.

I go before you always.

Come follow me.

And I will give you rest.

Great.

Because I could really use a nap.

Rest my eyes.

Look at the back of my eye lids.

For some inspiration.

Wreading, writing, writhmatic. Becomes all fuzzy in the haze of the days. In the haze of the maze.

The one thing I am not afraid of.

Heaven.

Heaven can wait.

And.

So can I.

I would like to earn my way there.

Not with the convictions of jurisdiction.

With the conviction of him.

Go ahead. Instruct me to empty my pockets any way you wish, want.

I still know where I came from. the mistakes I have made. And the mistakes that are to come.

Go ahead.

Rock my world.

Rock my faith.

Rock my confidence.

It is no match for Him.

Until then.

He and I walk. On.

He patiently awaits.

For me.

I.

Patiently await.

For Him.

In the meantime, He is the only one who I submit to.

Total and complete control of me and my stupidity.

Until then.

Aside from shut eye, red eye, or lack thereof.

And full and complete vetting of all things vett-able.

🥦🥬🥒🫛🫑🌽🥕🌶️

Heavean can wait.

For me.

Heaven can wait.

Until I am ready.

To help out.

Truly. Madly. Deeply.

Opo-dumps occur.(bs)

Dumpy dumps, do too.

Dumpster dumps.

By God’s grace, pictures can lie.

Destruction lingers.

Forever wars end with a surrender.

Usually end with a surrender.

Not to them.

Not to her.

Yes. To Him.

He asks us to:

Surrender to try and fix it all.

Works for me.

I work every day to be in His good graces.

He will wait for me.

Even if and when some won’t.

The world will catch up.

Someday.

The paths criss cross and cross over.

However.

The main thing is the main thing.

The point is the point.

The Path of Virtue.

Is not for the weak.

Is not for the weary.

Just ask the Dhammapada

The world’s great faiths are in accord with many fundamental moral principles.

(Don’t cheat.)

(Don’t steal.)

Etcetera.Etcetera.

I object!

What say you?

Sometimes people object to the teaching of values on the grounds that people of different faith must have essentially different values.

Hmmmm…

That does not make sense to me.

Walk the walk.

Walk the Dhammapada.

Walk the Path of Virtue.

Just ask the Hinayana.

Focus: Not the Himalaya. The dizzying ride at the circus.

Ask the Hinayana.

There are lessons.

There are teachings.

The values are nuances somewhere in the troubled beginning, middle and end.

To rise.

”He who does not rouse himself when it is time to rise. (IE: Hit the snooze button) who though young and sloth, whose will and thought are lazy. And. Idle man never finds his way to knowledge.

To neglect.

”What ought to be done is neglected, what ought not to be done is done; the desires of unruly, thoughtless people are always increasing.”

Great. Just what we all need, huh😵‍💫..

To hell we go.

”He who says what is not goes to hell; he also who, having done a thing, says I have not done it. After death both are equal; they are men with evil deeds in the next world.

After death.

Think about that.

Think about this.

How do you want to spend the rest of your days?

Running from the truth?

Running from the lies.?

Four things does a reckless man gain who covers his neighbor’s wife—demerit, an uncomfortable bed, thirdly punishment, and lastly, hell.

Sounds like a romp in the hay leaves one with a dry mouth and dry eyes. Who needs a dry bar now?🙂

A Bra.

Or.

A Brahman.

Great question.

Good one even.

And we are duking it out on the fashion shelves of our lives as we speak..or as we write😉.

The Brahman who is free from anger, dutiful, virtuous, with our appetites, who is subdued, and has received his last body.

I think that means no Botox.

No just for Men hair coloring.

Not sure.

The Brahman does not cling. Like cling or reynold’s wrap to sensual pleasures and the like. Whether or not that means chocolate is anyone’s best guess.

So.

The rest of your years.

Are.

The rest of your years.

As for me and my house.

We are bound for Heaven. For more service to the Lord.

We know, each and every day, until God calls in me, that it is not reached within an hour, a day, or days.

Heaven is not reached in a single,bound

J.G. Holland

lHeaven is not reached in a single bound.

But we build the ladder by which we rise

From the lowly earth to the vaulted skies.

And we mount to its summit round by round.

I count this thing to be grandly true:

That a noble deed is a step toward God—

Lifting the soul from the common clod

To a purer air and a broader view.

Until then.

Bring it on.

Pray if you do.

Don’t if you don’t.

Faking it will cause hell to call on you faster than you can say, “So help me God.”

Just as the Brahman earns the stripes of his life by not his origin, his origin of his mother, his plaited hair, false doctrines. The poor man who is free from all attachments, is a Brahman.

They who fear who ought not to fear, and fear not when they ought to fear, such men who embrace false doctrines, enter the everlasting path.

Just ask the devil.

He will be more than happy to lead you down the path.

Of faking, and falseness of taking what is not yours.

Be ashamed. Be not ashamed.

Be afraid. Be not afraid.

When you come to the fork in the road.

It is always your call.

To take.

Not to take.

Your personal judgement day will come soon enough.

Heaven can wait.

For those who do the hard work.

Hopefully fear will not have been the path you chose to impart upon others.

The devil is waiting for your next move.