Mal12345
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By Larry Allen (RIP)
This morning, my doctor, (of near countless years), advised me that if
I am still alive in 6 months from today, I will be bucking (if not
breaking) the consensus of the entire worldwide medical establishment,
in terms of their collective experience of what is possible, (and what
is not possible), for a human being.
In other words he told me I was dying.
Hello?
I could have told "him" that.
And spared him an unspeakably expensive and time consuming education
to boot.
(but alas, I both kept (and held) my silence within).
Knowing as I do the distinction between truth and fact, reality and
fiction, love and fear, hope and futility.
Now I will tell you a truth, (if you can receive it, I do not know),
but I will tell it to you, in either event. For now I have nothing to
lose.
A fact is always true, but a truth is not always a fact.
For facts belong to the mind of man, whereas truth belongs to the
heart & soul.
Thus the inquiry demanded is one of the distinction between a mans
mind, and his heart, and his soul.
Do I err?
I think not.
For Divine Providence herself has brought me to this place, and I
trust she will not be denied.
Certainly not upon my death bed.
For I have lived too long (and too richly and too deeply in love) with
all of humanity, to be denied.
Thus I ask:
What is Truth?
And I confess: "It is you".
The facts of your existance being wholly insignificant relative to the
presence of the truth of your individual (magnificant) being.
For the presence of your very being has been the definer of all of the
facts (that seemingly defined you).
In other words, you are beautiful beyond human measure, for being who
you are.
And I tell you another truth (my friend), I wish it were possible for
me to give to you, what it is I understand, in simple terms. But it is
not possible. For these are the simplest terms Providence herself has
given me to express.
I cannot prove to you that you are both beautiful and perfect,
(exactly as you now are), but this truth remains to be "the" truth.
Here then is the distintion between the mind, the heart and the soul.
The mind, by design, serves to accomodate the heart, the heart by
design, serves to accomodate the soul, the soul by design serves to
accomodate God.
In love there is order.
And love is the essence of what you are.
For love is the essence of what God is.
And we are not the creators of God, but rather God is the creator of
ourselves.
Now we can (and do) fancy ourselves as being self-created beings.
But such foolishness defies even the most fundamental premises of the
physical sciences to which we afford our deepest and greatest
allegiances. In our sleep.
For what being can exist in the absence of a father/mother of it?
No. None can. Save for in the fanciful fabrications of the sleeping
mind.
My life is over.
I understand.
I have no regrets.
It is my time to pass away.
But the Divine Providence that has been living her life in the
disguise of me, is living her life in the disguise of you, and shall
live on and on and on and on.
This is Truth
This morning, my doctor, (of near countless years), advised me that if
I am still alive in 6 months from today, I will be bucking (if not
breaking) the consensus of the entire worldwide medical establishment,
in terms of their collective experience of what is possible, (and what
is not possible), for a human being.
In other words he told me I was dying.
Hello?
I could have told "him" that.
And spared him an unspeakably expensive and time consuming education
to boot.
(but alas, I both kept (and held) my silence within).
Knowing as I do the distinction between truth and fact, reality and
fiction, love and fear, hope and futility.
Now I will tell you a truth, (if you can receive it, I do not know),
but I will tell it to you, in either event. For now I have nothing to
lose.
A fact is always true, but a truth is not always a fact.
For facts belong to the mind of man, whereas truth belongs to the
heart & soul.
Thus the inquiry demanded is one of the distinction between a mans
mind, and his heart, and his soul.
Do I err?
I think not.
For Divine Providence herself has brought me to this place, and I
trust she will not be denied.
Certainly not upon my death bed.
For I have lived too long (and too richly and too deeply in love) with
all of humanity, to be denied.
Thus I ask:
What is Truth?
And I confess: "It is you".
The facts of your existance being wholly insignificant relative to the
presence of the truth of your individual (magnificant) being.
For the presence of your very being has been the definer of all of the
facts (that seemingly defined you).
In other words, you are beautiful beyond human measure, for being who
you are.
And I tell you another truth (my friend), I wish it were possible for
me to give to you, what it is I understand, in simple terms. But it is
not possible. For these are the simplest terms Providence herself has
given me to express.
I cannot prove to you that you are both beautiful and perfect,
(exactly as you now are), but this truth remains to be "the" truth.
Here then is the distintion between the mind, the heart and the soul.
The mind, by design, serves to accomodate the heart, the heart by
design, serves to accomodate the soul, the soul by design serves to
accomodate God.
In love there is order.
And love is the essence of what you are.
For love is the essence of what God is.
And we are not the creators of God, but rather God is the creator of
ourselves.
Now we can (and do) fancy ourselves as being self-created beings.
But such foolishness defies even the most fundamental premises of the
physical sciences to which we afford our deepest and greatest
allegiances. In our sleep.
For what being can exist in the absence of a father/mother of it?
No. None can. Save for in the fanciful fabrications of the sleeping
mind.
My life is over.
I understand.
I have no regrets.
It is my time to pass away.
But the Divine Providence that has been living her life in the
disguise of me, is living her life in the disguise of you, and shall
live on and on and on and on.
This is Truth
