Forgive yourself of your yesterdays spent in true stupor. Forgive the fools of thwarted egos. Forgive yourself for listening to religious deceits of all kinds. Forgive yourself because you believed differently when your heart said “There is no way this is true.”
Look at a place called Los Angeles – a company town of fake beliefs and stories. Know that your life is only as pure as the last story you told. Is it natural that the path of the great eponymous river is entrapped in concrete, controlled by men, like the faces of those who act a time out of the past, painted falsely as real?
It is so easy to be victim of others. The first who came were sold out and became victims. They are now still victims of religions that came to control and steal the innocent away from Creator.
We are all able to become pure. Let not your spirit become in so much pain and heaviness. My spirit cries out for peace and calls to end all deceitful ways of living and life.
Those who are in the garden of “me, me” have forgotten “you and you and you.” How many houses do you need? How many TV channels can you watch at the same time? How many cars will you drive at one time? How many times do you say you are sorry for “me, me, me first.”
Know that it is not the path to divine life to kill and kill again and then say you are sorry. The soul of the one you killed will wait for you when you pass to the other world.
You seem not so keen on Los Angeles. When I told you I might move back there, you had admonished me not to move back there.
Sandra, I refer to LA as a place of great make believe in its movie industry. If you have a trade that is part of the industry, then one would want to be there. But there are other risks associated with being there – namely earthquakes and rising waters as well as volcanic fallout. Be safe, be happy.