belief February 9
Chapter 1:← Previous Next → Page 2 of 11Fiat lux and there was. From the world of sleep to the world of light; dreams fade and darkness slips away to the corners.
I looked out the windows, up toward the skies. From the world of thoughts to the world of life; I saw the skies and I believed.
Bright. I close the window stumbling down to the kitchen.
Put on coffee, elixer of life. I pour myself a cup and step outs -ide
Garden. I had toiled, there, planting seeds. /// // These seeds now had flower'd, I had seen them grow and bloom. I saw them grow and I believed. I sat in the shade of a tree, out there. I sat and drank my coffee, thinking about my life and my work. Reflecting on the beginnings of this day. Creation, inits little way, stretched out before me; grew up between my toes and lived or died at my beckon. I sat there like that for a while.
Birds sang to me, there. They sang to me from the woods, so I followed their voices out there. Death begets life ; life begets death. I follow'd this trail into the night. I cast a handful of seeds into the fields - -
Kether is the crown. I am beyond fatherhood and motherhood. I created this world for myself and myself alone. - I made the grass green,, - I (beyond ego) gave the birds their song to sing.