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twist of fate.

If we didn't have problems, we wouldn't need God. So, we need problems. The Catch-22's in this so-called circle of life, you gotta love 'em.

Or, hate 'em. It's one or the other.

We're hypnotized by circumstance. Fate's invasion ambushes us when we least expect it leaving us fragmented and despondent--overwhelmed and overthrown by the emperor's of affliction. A friend of mine comforted me the other day with her affirmative voice of influence, an influence allocated beyond reason. She said to me; "You gotta go through hell if you're ever gonna to get to heaven." I commemorated her for her consoling foresight she so guilelessly worded. I felt inspired. Wisdom has no pretense. Wisdom is simply put. Wisdom is compassion. We go through hell because we don't have enough compassion for each other. Wisdom is one-ness with all life, because underneath all of our vindications, reasons, judgments and heartaches, there's a soul. There's a soul in me and there's a soul in you. Compassion is crying out to prevail and, like a small child in need of someone's attention, she wants to be recognized. She wants to be acknowledged. Although, one must first recognize the soul within another if one is to ever abundantly exercise compassion for another being. The soul lives on forever life after life, so why not honor that a little more than we do? It's this life that's short, so why not love as if today was our last day? There is a soul in every single person and it's much more considerate and humane than our chronic, ungoverned minds. Our thinking is micro managed by negativity, so we lack happiness and resolution. We need MORE compassion on this dire journey through hell. The world would be a much better place if we were to actually utilize compassion on a day-to-day basis. It's the one-and-only spiritual, key component there is to be practiced and/or studied (if you're new to the "idea"). Although, compassion is not an "idea", it just feels like one unfortunately. Mercy and forgiveness, also-known-as compassion, is the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth, so help me and everyone God. Nothing else matters. If we traded in the lies we tell ourselves for this one-and-only truth, "fate" would be much kinder to us. But instead, "fate" is a journey through hell, and we gotta go through hell if we're ever gonna get to heaven, so I've been told. What is heaven? Is it compassion? I have a funny feeling it is. What is fate without love? Hell. And, maybe that little "twist of fate" is just a sweet glimpse at heaven, a glimpse at what could be if we truly chose to love one another. Talk is cheap. Action speaks much louder.


 To love is to be divine and powerful. It's to be all that you can be in the "army". We're on a battlefield fighting the war of two worlds, a world of love and a world of hate. To love is to know yourself well enough to fear nothing and to hate no one. No outcome can dampen you and no aversion can confuse you. When you know yourself, you know how to love.

"To know yourself is to be free." -Caroline Myss.

And....you can create anything you ever dreamed of in the consciousness of LOVE, and anything and everything is possible. You can compose your reverie song and revel to the sound of silence. A deep sense of inner peace is the answer to ALL your prayers. And love is the answer to all your questions.


I wrote a song recently. It's called "Underneath The Bottom". I just finished this song and it's the third single off the forthcoming debut album. Recording this album for the last 5 months has been such a spiritual journey for me, a journey toward heaven, yet a journey through hell. Life is full of surprises, and it's the surprises that bless us. This song is my anthem. It's about losing everything, and losing it again only to be left with everything you need. It's all just part of the master plan. We find God at the bottom, not at the top.

May it inspire you when you get the chance to listen.



Love and lots of Light.
AM





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  1. Thanks for your words of enlightenment.
    Compassion is one of many components that make up love. With agape love being the highest.
    If one can not love themself how are they ever going to love any body else. Saddly i feel this to be the way the world is becoming. More worried about themselves and what they have than about others. A friend told me the other day he saw a women in malibu begging with baby in hand "and one in the oven" he was about to start judging her when he thought,"she loves her kids so much that she is willing to beg than have them go hungry" would he if the shoe was on the other foot? wow the lowest of the low, but maybe she to has talked to God in her lowest hour? One can only strive to love all things the way God loves us.

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