Ever had mud cookies?

We complain about our aches and pains and then watch some guy in the Olympics do the rings. With a broken leg. Or the guys in wheelchairs playing basketball.

We have it good, baby. Most of us, anyway.

Steve, of LionsLedBySheep, is always an interesting read even when the side-topic gets annoying. This one isn’t annoying and deserves your read: Do Rich People Deserve Your Sympathy… And Your Money!?

Don’t be misled by the post title. In typical Steve fashion there are a few twists here. Read it all. Read the comments, too.

Sinking and pulling, almost like falling out of the bluest of skies unto another unknown space in time, dimension, parallel. Or perhaps it would be a similarly familiar territory as in the other renditions of the psuedo-life.

Lightly the entity touches solid essence so knowing by the physical heaviness it has passed yet again unto the lower universal dimensions of space/time. It has passed the veil of remembrance and, yet, the soul mind remembers all. Within this knowing is the truth that the others of this spirit have so come as well or are close at hand. Possibly some remain in the higher dimensions and the remainder on this physical realm, only a dimension away, which ultimately has the appearance of a vast ocean.

AAHHHH! A breathe and the well-spring of physical life emerges engulfing the spirit within. The solitude is almost deafening at times! The spirit cries out and looks through the eyes of the physical searching for likeness in the hordes of other embodiments. At times a glimpse and sometimes a time of companionship. Where are the others? When will my likeness in the mirror be found.

In knowledge of long ago do we remember the crystal agreement and promise. Our purpose for the separation and incarnation upon these foreign realms. Only a moment in the universal continuums which seems like eternities onto infinity.

As we go on within the existence the tides of seeming realities overtake us. The coils of this realm dashing our physical essence upon the rocks and reefs almost shredding the very core of our immortal spirit.  Our minds become shrouded and few moments of clarity do we have now. The bringers of knowledge and truth have become the seekers! The love that embraced us as one now almost forgotten.

Our spirits now in a constructed prison of enigma within the realms of physical incarnation. The answers of truth beyond our comprehension. Or are there any answers? Should there be a question? Did we have a purpose yet to unfold or are only a joke and experiment of some other highly evolved beings called “gods”?

As we swim in this lonely sea of unknown, ever searching for our brothers, sisters, soul mates, so our souls long for an end. Yet, do we cling tooth and nail to this physical embodiment in hopes that perhaps this is the time. The time and space in the universal plains that we were meant to be. The Gathering of those souls and awakening into a new beginning of love and truth.

Let us hope—-SOON WILL BE THE AWAKENING!!