Long (Started Yesterday)

Today was long but good. The clouds started out kind of gray and dull but then fluffed up later under a beautiful blue sky. I got distracted and forgot to take a picture, but they were gorgeous. They were 9D for a bit. The trees on the sides of one of the roads were also “livelier” than usual for a brief period. That was the first time I’d ever seen any trees in that way. Pretty cool.

I mostly focused on Scrip, prayer, and avalanche recovery of sorts. Put Scrip and prayer first and found that the rest of the day unfolded much better than most days.

I mostly listened to random people’s “tongues of fire” in the car. It’s a spiritual practice meant to either edify oneself, communicate with the divine, or aid in other people’s deliverance or healing. Not everyone does the practice, and those who do don’t do it everywhere because most folks won’t understand what they’re doing. I was mostly just flipping through and differentiating real from fake, but I landed on one that got me riled up a good bit.

I didn’t listen to any music until nighttime, and even then, it was only a few songs. C is still the only regular artist I’ll listen to, lol. Lately it’s been stuff like B12, What’s in the Eye, and The Syndrome. Last night was the first time I ever really heard the lyrics to The Syndrome, especially verse 1. I kind of just liked how it sounded but didn’t know what he was actually saying. Now I know. It’s about relationships in general.

Dude was too real for his time. His words were always authentic, even in younger days. That’s what I liked about him. My “liking” of him was never romantic, and I never once viewed him in a sensual way, like ever. That’s not to say he wasn’t worthy of being looked at that way, but for me, it was never about his shell or anything carnal. At all. I always looked through him or into him, not at him.

It was something about the deepest crevices of his inner self that I had picked up on, I guess. I can’t really explain in a way that everyone can understand. All I can say is that there was a certain familiarity, a certain pure understanding and knowing of that particular soul.

I recognized the pain he endured in this world, related to some of his struggles, understood the inner war, deciphered his hidden beliefs, and then peeped his tremendous growth and recovery later on. I also recognized a lot of smokescreens, mirrors, and “garments” that had been thrust onto him by some of the entities around him.

Unfortunately, when we (people in general) are born into certain lifestyles/industries or have promised ourselves (or have been promised) in ways we’re unaware of, not everyone is thrilled with our growth or desire for freedom, truth, or “rightness”. Not everyone wants us to have those things. That’s all I’ll say for now.

It looks like today will be another beautiful day. Maybe not perfect but still beautiful. I’ll capture some clouds if I get the opportunity to do so.