There is so much uncertainty in our world right now that trying to keep your head straight gets to being a job. You can’t take for granted that what you once “knew to be true” to be true, it just isn’t anymore. Believing the words of men, a hazard, and yet the higher plane isn’t speaking in words. But I think we all feel the vibration of unsettledness under our feet. Something feels off! The world is shaking!

Funny for me to imagine humans that do not get that evolution is a thing, that gives me gas. What do most people think that life on this hurling rock through space is suppose to be about? I guess if one believed the story was simply us hurling through space on a rock then all bets are off, let’s get this party started… 100 bottles of beer on the wall, a hundred bottles of beer(must be sung)

Problem for me is all the evidence to the fact that a greater mystery is at play, and that there are multiple levels of reality on the physical plane and that can be seen reflected in the life of the ultra rich being no where near the life of a destitute being. Private planes going here and there, food lines around the block. And there still can be found an ease to Island life on the same planet with raging war, humans killing humans. Same planet, same day, completely different worlds.

How do I reconcile that I will never get a chance at the rule of the world. You know the game, if I was in charge of the world then…I would cross my arms like, I Dream of Jeannie and boom, different world. And we would all get to trying that one world theory, where we recognize we are all on this one rock hurling through space, what is wrong with people……..

Every time, it comes to the thought why isn’t evolution a thing, for humans that is. It seems to me we are going backwards in consciousness. But, maybe it is, and the separation of the worlds continues to represent the haves and the have nots each evolving in how to be better haves and have nots, who knows. And this is us in evolution years after the we are all one spiritual teachings crammed down our throats. We were never all one, we were all simply living in different places on a rock hurling through space. Each sect of beings having figured out how to do the best they can, except for certain humans who saw constant streams of influence and income by using and manipulating the beings living on the same rock hurling through space. Every single time the rulers got out of control balance had to be restored.

Man has continued to fight against the universal laws rather than work with the laws. You’d think we could see this after so many revolutions around the sun on this rock.

So for the many it has to mean there is a place where there are star ships in hangers awaiting the arrival of the sanctioned few, you know who you are, who will ride out into the intergalactic sunset after having watched the planet turn into a dead rock hurling through space. The rest of us better be on our meditation mats working out communication skills to the unseen world they need a starship to find.

The rest of us best have remembered we didn’t create ourselves and that a reckoning is probably on the horizon and they come in all shapes and sizes, you know killer flues and viruses on rampage, droughts, famine, world wide horror…

The rest of us had better been scraping the veil of misconception off our eyes, searching for the words of truth and they are not uttered by man, but by spirit alone. They can only be heard in stillness and that stillness can only be found inside of you.

It’s the only way to stay sane! You know on this rock hurling through space.