SOMETIMES when I look up at the sky
and think about how far those distances are, it feels like falling.
The visible heaven above, so vast it escapes apprehension... Then I realize... local is relative.
Place is relative to time.
Time seems to us fleeting but time itself is more permanent than places. Think about it.
Time is a veil, an unfolding. Time is the weave upon which each of us must impress the essence of realities more permanent than the impermanence that seem to engulf the temporal universe with great mystery. Forever for us is a work in progress...
Time will lift as a mourning veil come time itself so that if we were to impress upon it sweet and happy things, when the lifting of the veil shall happen and forever itself come at hand...
it shall be amazing.
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I give you a new commandment: love one another. As I have loved you, so you also should love one another. This is how all will know that you are my disciples, if you have love for one another.
John 13: 34-35
and think about how far those distances are, it feels like falling.
The visible heaven above, so vast it escapes apprehension... Then I realize... local is relative.
Place is relative to time.
Time seems to us fleeting but time itself is more permanent than places. Think about it.
Time is a veil, an unfolding. Time is the weave upon which each of us must impress the essence of realities more permanent than the impermanence that seem to engulf the temporal universe with great mystery. Forever for us is a work in progress...
Time will lift as a mourning veil come time itself so that if we were to impress upon it sweet and happy things, when the lifting of the veil shall happen and forever itself come at hand...
it shall be amazing.
---<--@
I give you a new commandment: love one another. As I have loved you, so you also should love one another. This is how all will know that you are my disciples, if you have love for one another.
John 13: 34-35