My traffic is increasing.
Someone(s) taking interest.
I've noticed certain posts getting the repeat topic treatment. Slick way to skirt copyright.
I know one in particular.
Your eye's on me. My eye's on you -s-.
We fill in the blanks with symbolism.
When something is beyond description, even understanding, we use our imagination.
What awaits us after death/transition? Some say harps or shovels.
Heaven on a cloud playing harps or hell shoveling coal or worse for the furnace.
There can be reasons for that symbolism. Just look it up. Celestial tone or heat (Dante wrote the heart of hell was frozen -s-),
My 2 cents is simple.
Hell is the absence of God.
Heaven is God's presence.
And as usual, I'm only doing a palette for a portrait, so feel free to research, pray, meditate and draw your own conclusions.
Incidentally, I'll be referring to all this in my 3rd novel.
I can shovel snow and mud. I'm learning the guitar.
I also whistle while I work and play lol.
I usually have a pad by the bed to jot notes from sleep.
This last night I didn't.
I woke with a great (maybe) idea. I looked over, realized no pad. So, lazy me repeated the idea several times. Back to Lethe.
Now, sometimes I retain and copy later. This time? Nooo.
Some other times, it comes back. This time, nooo.
So, nurture your dreams and keep a pad nearby -s-.
I've spoken of controlling due to lack of self.
And there is the admonition to never be dull nor desperate.
Also pride comes before the fall.
Symptoms of the disease of collectivism.
Lack and limitation tries to be infectious; for us to buy the narrative.
And if that doesn't work, to force us. Mercilessly.
Now we are rising above the grinding down and out of Freedom.
Awareness.
Abundance and boundlessness.
