Wednesday, May 20, 2009

Mikey my boy

I am on the higher plane. And I love that you love me. Then you get the BoyPuppy God connection.
That what Boo was doing on the bed the other night. That what you're say to me.
That's why I said your my BoyPuppy too.
Little less controversial that saying Heinlein was God, eh? He was just a stinking Boypuppy. No purpose. No judgment.
I like the idea that chaos organizes itself into order. That would describe me.
You should read Genesis. It will trip you in is transmutable physics. It's universal mathematics. I always thought of them as discrepancies but they are order from chaos.
I am opening hearts now. It is what I want to do. There is no fate. I will be what I will be. But you are to cool for words and you kids do love you. I know. How long did it take us?
Dad's faith helped him transition. I was there. Only one in the room. I turned out the light and he went to sleep. Mom came in when he was still warm. She was so tender. She blew out the candle. Kissed her man. I know God. I know it every day. Evil is live backwards. God is dog backwards. I am a simple man in a complex brain but I look for more than order. I look for love.

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